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Ada, 23, Italian. ◎ I rose too high, loved too hard, dared too much. I tried to grasp a star, overreached, and fell.
And I am nothing of a builder
But here I dreamt I was an architect
And I built this balustrade
To keep you home, to keep you safe
From the outside world
But the angles and the corners
Even though my work is unparalleled
They never seemed to meet
This structure fell about our feet
And we were free to go
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It wasn’t like a rain, it was more like a sea
I didn’t ask for this pain, it just came over me
I love a storm, but I don’t love lightning
All the water’s coming up so fast, it’s frightening
