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In your arms I forget what the yarn knows of sweaters. I forget how to hold myself together. So if I unfold now like a love letter tell me you'll write back soon. Tell me you'll still come untethered.

Andrea Gibson

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Andrea Gibson
Age: 49
Born: 1975
Born: August 13
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