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cold string lights warm street lights sweater scrunchie mask mittens fogged over grey bus ride it's always morning in this world i've made for myself tapping keys and blazing screens and soft wooden electronica dreams coffee cups with grease on the outside and swirling flakes of keep it together girl don't let your fingers freeze and hope that your toes get warm and at night pull the velvety clouds over your eyes after you slip down like hot wax off a candle washed down with soap and daily regrets washed down with cold wine and ink wash rinse repeat tomorrow but for right now *it's all over now baby blue*
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Jan 29, 2021
Jan 29, 2021 at 8:28 PM UTC
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cold string lights warm street lights sweater scrunchie mask mittens fogged over grey bus ride it's always morning in this world i've made for myself tapping keys and blazing screens and soft wooden electronica dreams coffee cups with grease on the outside and swirling flakes of keep it together girl don't let your fingers freeze and hope that your toes get warm and at night pull the velvety clouds over your eyes after you slip down like hot wax off a candle washed down with soap and daily regrets washed down with cold wine and ink wash rinse repeat tomorrow but for right now *it's all over now baby blue*
copyright 1/29/21 by b. e. mccomb
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Jan 29, 2021
Jan 29, 2021 at 8:28 PM UTC
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