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Jun 2020
My eyes yearn to close
but my mind always bites me back
to this world.
I want to see you but I can't come naturally
I reached into the drawer
and chose my sword.
I impelled my mind and I slowly
drift away to you.
My first poem here
Written by
Shelby
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