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~ Interval: Day 74 ~

These days,

Jake feels like cellophane when he's with me,

He's transparent, but rustling with secrets,

Each movement a whispered confession.

I can see right through him,

But the edges are blurred,

I can hear what he's saying,

But there's distortion in the words.

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Quick writer query: how do you all feel about the intervals? Are you enjoying them? Do you want more/less? Let me know!

- Skylar xx