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they left the door ajar, lightless, and the heavy darkness swallowed us whole yet i could still see you with my hands cupped around your face the cold wooden floor chilled my spine but the fire in my chest burned me up you were all that is new, the autumn i never had a feeling like a fever dream that's at the same time the clearest there was impossible to name and even more to ignore
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Dec 6, 2021
Dec 6, 2021 at 3:35 PM UTC
the attic
they left the door ajar, lightless, and the heavy darkness swallowed us whole yet i could still see you with my hands cupped around your face the cold wooden floor chilled my spine but the fire in my chest burned me up you were all that is new, the autumn i never had a feeling like a fever dream that's at the same time the clearest there was impossible to name and even more to ignore
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Dec 6, 2021
Dec 6, 2021 at 3:35 PM UTC
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