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Jan 2019
There you are,
So close
So far
I reach for you,
I reach for truth,
Dissolved
In tablespoons
Poured like sugar
Grains running away
Melting your youth
With the coarse
Hands of time.
Oh! There is
So much coldness
Here in this place.
Oh! There is
A stark disparity
Cutting silence
With the sharpness
Of a knife.
Lift you up,
Only to break you.
Build you up,
Only to destroy you.
Jen
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Jen  40/F/A Dream
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