,
you dug holes in me...

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I...

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he kisses her...

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we fell...

,
folding over itself...

,
we slept in the dusty corners of ourselves...

I split you down the center
like an orange...

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there's a cast of words...

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a quarantine of tender words...

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i moved back to the south...

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time, a hand too soon...

I, the swaying bridge
you were so eager to cross...