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"from birth we are always decaying"
- k. quinn
"from birth we are always decaying"
- k. quinn
"my memory lane is a real place
where we knock our moth wings against porch lights"
- k. quinn
"The slabs of ice caked over my irises
will melt into lakes,
these lips one day will bloom."
- k. quinn
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