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It has been nearly 7 years 
Since I last heard from Carolina
I still bring an orange to lunch
Every day and peel it just fine
But they don’t taste the same 
As they did next to her


Orange Slice-Shaped Hole

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I tried so hard those years,
To mold myself into something I wasn’t,
That I still find myself questioning 
If I really know who I am,
wondering who I would be today
If I had just been myself at lunch. 


Lunch

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On that infamous day 
When the hourglass of life runs out
And the body lays down for eternal sleep
The soul wakes up at last 
To be dragged not to the afterlife
But instead towards the depths of the ocean

Ellie Coul

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