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White cotton with green springs
Lips pressed against coffee cups
I can see your breath in our apartment
No electricity, mid-july
Freezing
Not one word spoke
Kitchen faucet dripping
Shea butter and freckles
Candles burnt out on the floor
Dirty clothes, clean house
Dirty skin, clean mouth
White cotton with green springs
What a mess to come home to
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