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city rain
turning
puddles
into
accidental
mirrors
of lives
we weren't
meant to
see
2024 (AI)
watching
my plants
forgive me
in slow
green
inches
after
every
drought
2024 (AI)
train station
pigeons walk
like tiny
businessmen
who forgot
their
briefcases
but kept
the attitude
2024 (AI)
left my
tea
cooling on
the balcony
watching it
learn the
temperature
of giving
up
2024 (AI)
borrowed
hoodie
still holds
the shape
of someone
who stopped
being real
three summers
ago
2024 (AI)
elevator
mirrors
showing me
all three
versions
of myself
i was
trying to
avoid
today
2024 (AI)
self-checkout
machine
tells me to
please wait
for assistance
like it knows
something
about my
life that
i don't
2024 (AI)
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