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Oct 2020
With,
Or without
A title.

It feels so, anyway.

Tonight's
Just
A recital.

We don't have to stay.

No matter
What
We say.

Can things be the same?

Maybe
Nothing
Even changed.

She hums and whistles.

I'm playing
Mental
Games.

Doing thought gymnastics.

I've always
Been
The same.
Justin S Wampler
Written by
Justin S Wampler  30/M
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