I named her Africa #Wattys2015
xnotjustsomegirl
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  • Reads 7,201
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  • Parts 47
  • Time 58m
xnotjustsomegirl
Ongoing, First published Jun 30, 2015
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I didn't mind if my fingertips were
rusted with coffee grounds, or if
my palm still hosted bread crumbs,
I reached out my hand across the table,
and you squeezed it but proved me wrong.
My mind was spiraling,
my heart, unstable.

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