november the second
all is well now, i promise
but isn't it funny
how the body remembers?
how the moment the earth
cools the curve of my spine
i am holding my breath
waiting for someone to leave
or something to break
or my mind to shatter
it is november the second again
and all is well, now, i think
oh god, i hope
i cannot risk inhaling
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