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Jul 2023
Intoxication leads to internationalisation,
Yet when I thought I saw your face,
It was just a hallucination.

Bar crawling can make you feel so small,
Even when I'm going a steady pace,
I feel I'm barely near a crawl.

I want to feel young and free,
Yet I feel I'm pushing my body to win a race,
All of this is just because I missed you with me.

Instead you're gone without a trace.
Louisa Coller
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Louisa Coller  25/Non-binary/England
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