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Adulthood

There is a hollow in my chest, I can feel my breath echo against my ribs, stinging on impact. My humanity is being pulled as if by magnet, north toward the graveyard, aching from a long cumbersome journey, to mourn. My heart, and soul are heavy, like two limbs that have fallen asleep, not wanting […]



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