exhausted

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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