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Where you are not
There is a place where you arenot, and I amlonging for the air that my lungsrefuse to take in as the wallsmock me, as the walls continueto breathe, without you. We jabbed those push-pins through the stuccoto make the place feel more like us. We adorned itwith all the little cracksthat we found so charminguntil…
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