Opening Doors at 3 AM
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lungs
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Thursday, July 2, 2015
Writing Myself Back Together
These lips aren’t lips,
they are made of words
just as these hands aren’t hands.
It was all sand,
with a pair of lungs in the center.
Who knew a pair of lungs
could save itself?
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