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| photo by @michelle.psd |
(for the first time in my entire life, i think i understand what it means to be truly loved by a friend)
love moves and works underneath the surface, feeding from the ground up - friendships are supposed to be easy, and mine mostly are
1. i crumple in a booth in brunswick and arms are there to catch me, hold me
2. i crumple on a couch in north fitzroy and fingers tread lightly on my shoulder
call to see how i'm going
you have no idea how that feels, medium
my true friends protect me from things i didn't need to know about
and when i know, i'm so grateful they stood over me 10 ft tall and infallible
body origami in the corner swirl the ice round with the straw
unfold my head
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