{Poetry} Matryoska
An infinite set. Every me I pull out is larger than the last and It’s unclear how many of us I will crack open and free.
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An infinite set. Every me I pull out is larger than the last and It’s unclear how many of us I will crack open and free.
Literature, PoetryAn infinite set. Every me I pull out is larger than the last and It’s unclear how many of us I will crack open and free.
Literature, Poetry