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Artist
Delivery
Simran Ahira
Today delivered in a flimsy box
A new level of loneliness
It got all over everything
I tried to shake it off
But the rest of me came off with it
And I walked around for hours
A shaking nothingness
It hurt worse than the freezing cold
No one’s picking up their phones
All I want
Is a long embrace with eyes closed.
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