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Feb 2021
I don't remember what I saw in you
By now
You are a blip
But a high one
Short and sweet
Then miserable
Then gone
For good
And it is better
Because the highest high
With you
Is not the highest I can go
At any time
With anyone
On a good day
You will probably feel
The same,
Or at least, that's what you'll say
Written by
Krista Delle Femine  50/F/Massachusetts
(50/F/Massachusetts)   
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