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Dec 2020
I’m not as casual as you’ve seen me dress.
Moons are passing
I am aging
strings are what I’m seeking.
You were careless
Last severing your own too short
Failing and fraying
Growth never came from drowning,
Liquor lullabies.
Healing from hindering
Hiding.
I’ve never felt as alone
As asleep next to you.
Untouched
Unseen
Unknown.
Audrey Asfazadour
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Audrey Asfazadour
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