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May 2020
the days changed
subtly

and then one day it
was different

not one thing
everything was

different

as if time
separated

and I was imbalanced

and I fell into
one of the cracks

and in the crack
there was no flower

to pick

nothing to hold
onto

and I landed in
a bed with

the humans in white
asking me if I was real

and then

one day out of
nowhere

I forgot to think

it was so beautiful
that day
John Destalo
Written by
John Destalo  55/M/Harrisburg, PA
(55/M/Harrisburg, PA)   
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