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"I took a
deep breath
and
listened to the
old brag of
my heart:
I am,
I am,
I am."
-Silvia Plath
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Lately the scent of carrot flavoured tanning spray and the feeling of hot sticking pebbles lingers behind my shoulders, around my body, hugging me lightly, tangibly, gently... Soft nostalgia of apricot beach dresses and infinite shore hunts my dreams and leaves me weak in the busy mornings. I fail to cast it away, I fail to relish in its absence. Instead I embrace it with all my strength.
[in memory of me I gave up]
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-ANGEL
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