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Jul 2020
I keep your letter sealed
until it is too old
to wish to read

that it could have been otherwise:
pronounced what happened
in me

I don't think what you think
of me
I only think you are
in me

I don't see what you see
in me
I only see you
growing in me

but I keep that
to myself
Collection "Bruises"
Zywa
Written by
Zywa
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