In the darkened room Gel cold on my chest “Hold your breath” And like a diver looking for treasure I hold my breath and turn my head to see for the first time Beating for eighty years The chambers of my heart May 5, 2022 Kristin Moyer
In the darkened room Gel cold on my chest “Hold your breath” And like a diver looking for treasure I hold my breath and turn my head to see for the first time Beating for eighty years The chambers of my heart May 5, 2022 Kristin Moyer
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