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whim

from debris by ...and no one knew

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The smell of the cold wind and a diesel engine will never fail to whisk me back to the thought of you cursing and throwing your phone; it all makes me want to never look back again
Thought I saw your face under the ice, but I just ran away
I know you’re not a spectre; your wrath is merely that of human form
Limited only by doors and locks and maybe a court order
But not, ever, by your whim to torture

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from debris, released April 20, 2021

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