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I find myself surrounded by unfamiliar things Yet I feel very connected to them My own skin Feels warm and shutters at the thought of your hands Your hands Are welcoming and filled with wonder Wondering what has brought me here Who shredded the pages to my book? Who's pages are these that I am trying to piece together? Here I am surrounded by pieces of pages in a book About me? My fingers graze the the pages that you once touched The flakes of your skin now left on these pages Now left on my fingertips Here I am laying in a room surrounded by unfamiliar things Yet I feel very connected to them
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Oct 14, 2014
Oct 14, 2014 at 4:31 AM UTC
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I find myself surrounded by unfamiliar things Yet I feel very connected to them My own skin Feels warm and shutters at the thought of your hands Your hands Are welcoming and filled with wonder Wondering what has brought me here Who shredded the pages to my book? Who's pages are these that I am trying to piece together? Here I am surrounded by pieces of pages in a book About me? My fingers graze the the pages that you once touched The flakes of your skin now left on these pages Now left on my fingertips Here I am laying in a room surrounded by unfamiliar things Yet I feel very connected to them
emotions puzzles life love self
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Oct 14, 2014
Oct 14, 2014 at 4:31 AM UTC
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