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is standing outside my window, laughing my heart away because it wants me to dissolve wants to swallow my faith, greedy, in big wet bites, wants to eat my breath, and leave me like leaves already gone. The only thing I ever worshipped is now sleepless dreams. | ||||||||||||||
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