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  • Writer: Yaira Ebanks
    Yaira Ebanks
  • Jun 26, 2024
  • 1 min read

Updated: Dec 12, 2024

Running out of places to imagine us

Running out of space for my books


I have exhausted these places

I have exhausted my space


I should start a new life

I should build a proper library


I am young

I am going to die



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