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[shornrapunzel]

In dream, I
cut paper snowflakes
imagine new addictions
While my family moves to Morocco
Counting
Their
Shoes.
I erupt
In an arid fog of coughing
And nothing that surrounds me
Reminds me of home.

Comments

[kyokun703]

I can totally identify with "arid fog of coughing," since I seem to be lost in the same place.