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Nov 2023
i'm trying to keep you
at an arm's length away
but you're gently grabbing
my outstretched hand

you're trying to pull me
a little bit closer to you
but I've buried and planted
my feet in the sand

big steps, baby steps
i'm not light on my feet anymore

it doesn't really matter now
that my love has turned into
a familiar field of landmines

it doesn't really matter now
that every step i take feels like
the beginning of the end

24.11.23
i'm sorry for my hesitation but, for me, love usually comes with a time bomb attached
efni
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     swe, Salmabanu Hatim and Weeping willow
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