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Feb 25 · 74
ledge
blissful Feb 25
hands are shaking
eyes are dry
my body moves
but my mind doesn’t
i’m still on the ground
while my legs climb
up onto the ledge
until i look out
i change my mind
my heart aches
Feb 25 · 174
chicken noodle soup
blissful Feb 25
yellow flowers in a white room
a pretty scenario
an inhale for the young
a harsher exhale for the living
we hold hands in the room
i look at you as we eat
chicken noodle soup
that's my favorite
the broth is rich
like your tongue
and the carrots
match your eyes
soft and round
the chicken and noodles
are like us
conjoined and fitting
2gether

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