poetry:political
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i opened the music appi tried to unlock my lover’s apartment with itin my eagerness to behome…i went inside, i sat on the bedi opened my laptopattacked by the software, AI pop-ups. i killed itthen it was time to think of the ocean…i kept returning to a questionwhether i should give into being curiousmy friends…
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T/W : sexual abuse The flames always caressed me. Became my friend in its constant comfort, licking away my tears. Put the power of perspective into my mind. The flames put control into my hands. . The devil got me long before I was born. Forced me to believe, then robbed me of my innocence.…
Pajolo Cam 