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  • Writer's pictureMelinda

I, Singularity

I take in your words

They don’t disappear

They imprint on my surface

A tattoo

A light signature of everything you’ve ever said to me

Furrowed brows



My face is an event horizon

And my core-

If I let you inside

I can't let you leave

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