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To every year that tried to swallow me: you changed me, marked me, and scarred me—but you did not get to keep me.
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A poetry library for the things that bruise us, the things that bloom anyway, and everything we become in between.
To every year that tried to swallow me: you changed me, marked me, and scarred me—but you did not get to keep me.
