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Dec 2020
one last door that will let me in,
one more place but still, i’m uncertain -
that room, it looks so stifling.

i just looked in, but no one could see me anyway.

one last dream that i’ll watch begin,
one more dream beyond my comprehension
so it ends, but i never saw the ending.

so i just look again, but no one could look at me.
there are some things that are entirely immutable, unfortunately. nearly all of these things are each faults of my person.
Written by
Miles Graves  20/M/a decade that evaded me
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