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"familiaar" poems
It swell in the silence that I set aside, taking on the shape of your body and feeding every corner of mine untangling all the knots that I’ve nourished in my belly for months. Monotony takes a quarter turn and the knots adopt again their familiaar form a habit that starves fingers and toes.
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Oct 4, 2016
Oct 4, 2016 at 7:39 AM UTC
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It swell in the silence that I set aside, taking on the shape of your body and feeding every corner of mine untangling all the knots that I’ve nourished in my belly for months. Monotony takes a quarter turn and the knots adopt again their familiaar form a habit that starves fingers and toes.
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