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opposition (Free verse) by kiki
Standing there I grew baggage on my cells
like polyps on a heavy breath.
My thoughts funnel through me
and stick to my mouth.
What's in my mind?
certainly not the sky turns red
like cherries
when I crave you.
Certainly not my following your circles
like a light fading
in an opened window.
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