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if that ghost is still here come morning

if that ghost is still here come morning brew a hot cup go out walking with the memory of those you couldn’t heal * every night comes with new intention but i don’t know how to read the wind and …

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they rise

(after Hannah Brontë, after Maya Angelou) it used to be all white men shit when I turned on the news when I was little it was the same shitty white liberal prime minister shit shitty pauline hanson shit shitty gap …

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