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Nov 2018
you
your name still feels great
reaching the back of my throat—
after a while.
i recognized the same longing
the familiar feeling
—bringing back memories
more than my entire past carries.
my parted lips
easy to let the phrase slips
presenting the emotions i keep
after a while.
nothing is changing
not you, not me, not anybody
i am still me
the girl who’s always on her knee
praying for you to be happy.
and you—
are still you
the one my hearts always dedicated to.
for j & his magical yet confusing maze
winter child
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       Fawn, --- and juliet
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