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Oct 2020
We don’t see each other anymore

We don’t contact each other anymore

We know our location but never come visit

So close yet so far

The only thing keeping us close is

Poetry

Poetry is our language

when I see you post on social media

People might not understand but I read and I know

The way we use to look at each other

We both knew.

Thank you for being a dangerously beautiful story that was part of my life.

I had fun.
As she says with a smile. Remembering the streets of New York they as they use to along walked together.
Aya
Written by
Aya  22/F/Brooklyn
(22/F/Brooklyn)   
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