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minimalist @oneill ?
active 2 weeks ago
She leans into the rail
grinding the sum of our hurt
trying together to be not alone
loves wages, paid
love is a hammer
we hurl against
and the heart is a fist
pounding
there is no fall
only green fire
sleep
and tearing hunger
loneliness is a lady
I never let go
and she don’t ask questions
when I stop at her door View
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