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Feb 2020
four years later i sit
still on my bedroom floor.
my heart
no longer in my hands
instead cradled by my ribs
back where it belongs
someone finally showed up
someone finally placed it back inside.
the person
id waited all those years to meet,
that person
was me
Written by
em  nevada
(nevada)   
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