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kelseybanerjee
kelseybanerjee Poetry. Flash Fiction.
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each night I die,
every morning I build myself up again -

self

each night I die

every morning I build myself up again -

brick upon brick

all donations

from every soul I've seen.

fragments in abundance

every night I wonder

am I really myself?

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