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    Baes + Babies

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      The wedding I can’t attend

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      Colors in my closet

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      Behind the pretense and embarrassment

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      We have forgotten kindness

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      The consequences of caring

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        Before the clock runs out

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        The resolution for 2025

        If everyone had to write a New Year’s resolution, my younger self would’ve recycled the same lies in my formal…
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        A thousand steps per second

        The scent of lavender and notes of jazz music filled the air as my friends and I entered a fine…
        December 13, 2024

        Living on potatoes

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        Leaving without formal goodbyes

        I went to the nearest grocery store to buy a storage box. I had assumed two backpacks and a suitcase…

        X + Y + Z

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