I have a special relationship with poetry.
She is the friend I can stick in my pocket indefinitely
And when we meet again it’s like I never left.
She’s familiar, and comforting
And reminds me that she is the only thing
I know that I can count on
When everything goes to ****
May 9, 2025
May 9, 2025 at 7:13 PM UTC
I have a special relationship with poetry.
She is the friend I can stick in my pocket indefinitely
And when we meet again it’s like I never left.
She’s familiar, and comforting
And reminds me that she is the only thing
I know that I can count on
When everything goes to ****
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