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Sep 2019
Anxiety means
I stood there
outside your
door for an hour
Coaxing
whatever brave
I had left
to come out.
It didn't
and I turned back
towards home
lyka
Written by
lyka  F/Cebu City, Philippines
(F/Cebu City, Philippines)   
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