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in an awkward place
my time is sundown.
it hides me in a wake of covering hands;
it is cooler like my skin after i release-
i bathe in sometime else too-
water- it sticks
heat- it burns the fits, and starts of stupidity.
my life- a robot operation and i'm
out
of
breath
it hides me in a wake of covering hands;
it is cooler like my skin after i release-
i bathe in sometime else too-
water- it sticks
heat- it burns the fits, and starts of stupidity.
my life- a robot operation and i'm
out
of
breath
Published 8th Oct 2021
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