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We’re back in the bedroom
where it all began
it's not about what is missing
it's about what you already have
like two cars
at a crossroad junction
we glided into different
paths
in my deepest
exhale
i found the
weight i carried
float away
from me
and now
i can finally
breathe
you whispered

" I wish I had met
you when you were older"

and I replied

" I wish I had met you
when you were younger"
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