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untitled. #63

4 Jun
today i just realized
that you can’t actually touch the sky,
that it is at least one part illusion.
and i want my heart back.
i want to separate myself,
detach.
unknot.
unfriend.
unlove.
i want my heart back.
it’s just air.
and what is that?
i want my heart back.
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