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for some reason i always thought
an artist couldn't breathe without
loneliness
but you appeared and
it's not much but it's a lot
to take in
like small sharp
breaths of fresh mountain air
and late night fluorescent
lightbulbs
and spaces between people
that are now closed
the sun has a feeling now (instead of a
glow)
you've mended everything
that i never thought needed to be
sewn back together
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