prayers scratced into bathroom walls || a poetry collection.
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Last published Sun, Nov 21, 2021
poems we won't say out loud ||
𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮. 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘣𝘶𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘧𝘦𝘯. 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘯𝘢𝘮𝘦. 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦. 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘳?
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