reconnecting with one once known rekindles the person i once was, when we were anything but acquaintances. i do this warily, knowing i am severing the stem of growth i have succombed to throughout the years. one can always tell when we’re wearing outgrown clothes. the indents are shown through the flushed skin, impromptu prolonged …
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