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Apr 2020
it was nice to hear an echo
like a perfect song in the bathroom
in another life we flew together
like this one
where we started to

it isn't as easy
to do this without you
whichever echo I am talking to
whatever fireplace could warm the
darkness of a room
i was supposed to build a harbor
i ****** up
it was you

how do i coax dandelions
into growing like a tree instead of
weeds crawling through the edges of
other people's footsteps
you were supposed to tell me
how do i carve a marble seawall
out of sand and stones?
i was a storm, i'm still a storm
and i don't know
for a new friend who reminded me of an old friend. goodbye for now.
Written by
   Bogdan Dragos
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