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"Untitled" by Raúl Almazán
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If I had a dollar for every time I felt like there wasn’t enough space
If I had a dollar for every time I felt that there wasn’t enough space, / I’d buy a lot of houseplants— / enough to hide my bedroom walls, / a glaring pink I never chose.
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