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Jul 2013
i was never good with an embrace.
i never knew how to find a comfortable grip.
i'm so used to staying far away
that i haven't learned what it means to
share a space with anybody.
but somehow in spite of myself,
you found a way to stand upon
the creaky floorboards of my mind
and leave foot prints on every blank sheet
my mind uses to release the words that have
always entangled me.
Dilectus
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