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miguel Oct 2017
everything
suddenly
in place,

somehow, things are
exactly where things
are supposed to be.

this is
where you
belong;

now, rest.
My first poem. (The date matters.)
miguel Nov 2017
i will love
you. i

know you
are hiding some-
where. for-

ever so far,
it is still
out there.
this is a play on lineation. i hope you find the deeper meanings.
miguel Dec 2017
there's a long way
to go before
we get home.

it's odd how i
find comfort walking
in these deep, dark
places.

maybe i don't need to
let the light shine
on the pavement.

but maybe,
i just do not
have to.
i hope i don't get englufed in the darkness.
miguel Jan 2018
oh, whimsical mind,
full of magic and zest!

you're on another journey
one whole new conquest;

though you're fast on your feet,
quick to open a new treasure chest,

now is the time to settle down,
and let me ******* rest.
it is 4:22 am aaaaaaaaaa

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