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Feb 2020
She whispered into my ear
“I find boys
Who write poetry
Really distracting.”
Then her flame went away,
Leaving me to wonder,

And forget.
Written like a day or two ago, I completely forgot that this plagued me. I honestly don’t care anymore bc it’s probably some random person I talked to at a convention for a bit, not like I’ll see them again. Also that first line isn’t what happened, I’m pretty sure it just came up in average conversation.
Ayn
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Ayn  20/M/Wherever I May Roam
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