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What was the purpose of the gap created between my FELT (and body held) experiences My tongue spins and crushes, pores open Toe nails curve, into claws You see black, and I see welling, vulnerable purple clouds, float My lungs and my intestines, Take it all out And try to spell out ‘Hope’ My heart pumps with reverberations of me speaking They squish the soft tomato in their hands R...
Avoidance
Jul 08, 2025
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