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This waiting for something intangible. Listed as single for decades. Watching children grow and sprout wings. My heart is full but my lungs are bad from cigarettes and toxic everything. My mother's love is conditional. My father is as soothing as a cop.
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May 25
May 25, 2026 at 2:52 PM UTC
Sprout Wings
This waiting for something intangible. Listed as single for decades. Watching children grow and sprout wings. My heart is full but my lungs are bad from cigarettes and toxic everything. My mother's love is conditional. My father is as soothing as a cop.
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50/F/Close to the toe, LA
May 25
May 25, 2026 at 2:52 PM UTC
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