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Aug 2019
Two
Never could I accept my place here
I saw an ending and wept to myself nights on end
To see and turn a cheek is all I could do
I learned to live in your shape
And to yearn quietly when so far away you were
In the night aching was born

Then suddenly the mornings you were there
I melted into you with the heat of Savannah at my back
And you phased right through me
Taking what I had wanted with you
But for a moment I was there
Living in the shape of you
And the aching had quieted in the night
As your arms lulled me to sleep for a final time
Émile
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Émile  19/Non-binary/Texas
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