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Growth
I land in a forest.
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Keep Going
Go back. go back. go back.
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washing. scrubbing. scratching.
Like blood Like water.
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Bored for the next three hours. I will just stand here and look to god I suppose
God, clouds, and weather
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Um… What?
Icarus gouged his eyes out when he flew
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all in your head
Somewhere down the block is the rift to another world.
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…doodadeewadadooeee, issalivindasshaaarrr
never eat soggy waffles. or more like never soggy waffles eat
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Running from house to house
…I start this poem with a drawl.
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2.1
“…where are we going?”
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the mortifying ordeal of being known
continuation of “heartstrings”
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