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uncomfortable in past worlds
harsh liquids melting paper cups
until the warmth drips down my hands and down my cheeks
don't ask me if i'm sad
even if i am, i'm just reminiscing
not attached to the feeling,
which seems so small from my new location
where warmth starts on the inside
and lights up my core
harsh liquids melting paper cups
until the warmth drips down my hands and down my cheeks
don't ask me if i'm sad
even if i am, i'm just reminiscing
not attached to the feeling,
which seems so small from my new location
where warmth starts on the inside
and lights up my core
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