retreats
I believed in having the one thought that would make me an idea
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the mouth is not a trap / the mouth
is trapped
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my daughter asks me if there’s a word for the feeling you have when you’re a kid and your father is washing your hair and you think your hair is bleeding. (if there’s another life
there is
now
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look, anything that grows is theft.
time passed us by because it knew we were here.
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(my eyes weren’t long enough
kingsoftrain 
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