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Mar 2018
Sometimes I wake up in the middle night and I can feel your anxiety
Even though we are 373 miles apart
2 years apart
787 days apart
I can still feel the way it settles in your chest
Because your heart is a phantom limb.
Even though long ago someone took it away, my body just can’t seem to comprehend that it’s gone.
Emma Beckett
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Emma Beckett  20/F/Texas
       My attempts of being a poet, --- and Ted
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