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Unable to work my buttons
with their shivering hands
they just threw themselves up against me
and I could feel their sadness
I was not going to help
but I was also not going to hinder

I daydream nearly constantly
about molting
about leaving a dried husk
and shedding my skin
disappearing into the water
which is a short journey past the pain
which is already fading
hrehre
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aigha's avatar
Read and reread this, over and over again, and each time it just gives me a jolt. Thank you.