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I who have always found ways to escape,
skilled at filling gaps and stitching...
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How do I unravel you from my mind?
It’s like you’ve made a permanent nest...
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hand-picked wildflowers stamped into the letters
you’d rattle off, were easily one of my...
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When a long novel
is signed in misfortune...
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you spill light into the evening sun;
lending warmth to an otherwise...
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Sunlight's rays are silver now,
not easy golden as before...
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Cancer is so f——ng dumb. It’s like okay...
Dope...
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I'm beginning to wonder
if these scars are...
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The bruises are
disappearing...
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..at tunnels end, will there be light,
to save us from, this time of plight...
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You appear as a ghost to me,
when I play chords simply yet soulfully...
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I'm not who I'm supposed to be
I know this life is not my destiny...