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Demons Jun 2018
My breath made visible clouds into the winter night as I spoke to you through the phone.
I spoke with honesty,
          “I’m Just a Nervous Kid.”
In which you replied.
          “We All Are.”
And with that, I knew... I knew I could trust you.
Fragment 1 of the Nervous Kid Collection.

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