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dear can u check out my poem and rate 0\10?πŸŒΊπŸ’™ πŸ˜„

My sparks from my eyes are rubble
My hair is braided by you
I'm not real I don't exist
I sink greedily into your depths
And on the chipped wall
Sometimes fluorescence is us
Let's try to be
Till we tire of swimming beneath the water column

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