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Apr 2020
That's not romance
In the air, my darling,
Not romance at all

It's the tension,
The fear, the scarring
All waiting to fall.

And if I make one
Wrong step, then I'm done
Your invisible cloak
Hides me well

Meanwhile I'm trying hard
Not to step on the shards
Of my heartbreak.
In that I excel.
Noa Adler
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Noa Adler  20/F
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