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Spring
I’m Spring Deafened by the weight And straining my stems to break the ground open. I am spring. Hurt by the barren groping of wet shields...
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Typewriter
We sat snug by the table with the hovering leg. We placed a hand to milky carbon copies, Grasping each other’s breath with curved inky...
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