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I want to feel
I don’t feel enough,
Which isn’t to say I’m inadequate, just that I don’t feel enough.
My eyes are smili..
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I find
myself sitting on a terrace, watching the sun rise over a crematorium.
A walled garden, lush, after the rains, extends between my perch and ..
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Is home the city lights, the work, the flags fluttering on university avenue, the high energy and dreams?Is it the armchair by the window, watching th..
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