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13/05/2023
roses on the bus hit my nosethen the burgundy roses hit my shoulderhunched over her bag, picking her nosethe most beautiful creature i have ever seen she would feel swellher eyes would wellfor my thoughts on her,if not for my existence,if she knew i was real. what does it say about my heartthat it can…
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27/06/2023
twenty feet before the bus stop,i stopto wander and wonderthe sidewalksa short walkit feels me better thanall the other walks i’ve takensay that about a girl and they kill youbut at the soda store i take a stroll inthey won’tunless the cashier is the girlyou’ve taken a walk aboutwhat’s there to talk abouta knife dug…
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08/07/2023
i’ve been meaning to ask,do you daydream as often as i do?i mean it as a joke,but answer honestly, i begsometimes you get meanerbut this means i getcloser to you
the fulcrum point 