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Pouring through the hazy smoke,
The rain began to look like snow
I have within me
a thousand year's worth of want —
and an empty bed
2025/120
staring at a screen
it says ‘bad gateway’
what does it mean?

I don't know
but I've seen this before
that's why I'm in
survival mode
it's gonna be okay
I'll just take the next road
left

writing poems...
in my head
We stepped into teens, side by side,
Into adulthood, still the same stride.
Through every hardship, storm, and weather,
I still wish we see success together.

Not as a couple, not as a sibling,
A bond too rare, beyond all limiting.
I don’t know what to call this part,
But you’ll always be my idiot at heart.
A poem for my male bestie💖 We became friends during pandemic when we both were 13 we met online but now we passed high school together and both preparing for universities examinations so its like we r frnds for almost 6 years and we share a very deep bond and he's the only frnd who stayed friends with me till now🥰
And the saddest reality
Is death's fondness of man
In The inescapable mercy of it hands
We're all bound to die in the end
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