Your facts, one by one. I like them. they are circling me: your lips, nose, eyes, hair. I thought I had them, and they were lost. So was I. They could not be truly held, not by me. Now they are dropped, and so am I. In the middle of an empty circle, feeling everything but safe, without them.
Inspired by the words: facts, circle, safe, lost, drop
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