my mind spins. things around me are a blur.
feet propped up as i reflect on the sadness so far away and yet so close
a cool breeze licks at my exposed ankle
somehow it found that one place, like my emotions that i try to hide, that are so exposed.
feet propped up as i reflect on the sadness so far away and yet so close
a cool breeze licks at my exposed ankle
somehow it found that one place, like my emotions that i try to hide, that are so exposed.
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