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Jul 2020
looking out my window doesn’t scare me anymore

it’s just people
it’s just the earth

i’m already one with whatever lingers in that darkness
looking outside feels like warmth
wren
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wren  15/F/my kittys mushroom house
(15/F/my kittys mushroom house)   
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