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Jan 2021
I think of the days I held you and the
Days that you were close
I think of them time to time,
I think of you the most.
My lost desert rose,
My fallen sunflower
With your face that once turned towards the sun
Thinking of better days than these.

Thinking of the times we laid in that field
With the light in our eyes
The lit grey sky
And the cool grass against my skin
Now the crumbled towers
And many souls left this life and
Leave the world to just us,
The last two people on earth
But still apart till the end of time.

The world I live in
In my mind's own creation,
There are flowers and life
And loneliness
But peace nevertheless.
The world that I speak of
One where I want to live
Where I don't have to deal with anyone
Where I can do anything.
I’m my own greatest achievement,
I'm my own superhero.
I’m everything I’ll ever need,
But I'll still be missing him.
Rubi
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Rubi  16/Non-binary/Canada
(16/Non-binary/Canada)   
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   MS Anjaan
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