the slow art of breathing bitter
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    the slow art of breathing bitter

    Poesia

    slow dancing love and pain in the midnight chorus of liquor-washed autumn green ... || a constellation of destructive poetry ||

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    Alone

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    As I heard your call
    Filling the air, burning petals—
    I realised I was alone all along.
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