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[the__varsoviana]

i feel as though i am the jealous child who has lost her mother to a man with a love that she cannot duplicate, to a place where she is not welcome. I am surrounded. trapped. looking at the rising city stuck in shambles at the feet of prosperity as the buildings grow while the pretty girls stand on the rooftops soaking up all the sun until my

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[moonwriting]

i am in conceptual chemistry, haha.

[the__varsoviana]

well at least youre practical