Melissa
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Changing CupsA Poem by MelissaAn observation of futility and the way we tend to stay in the same broken, harmful cycles. |
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I could lieA Poem by Melissa |
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breakfast machineA Poem by MelissaThis is about feeling all used up and wondering if you've emptied yourself for others until there's nothing left and you are reduced to your function... |
