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Aug 2021
Time.
That's what you need.
I can give you time.
But I'm sure already that time will change me.
Warping my image of you,
into an unrecognizable,
undesirable form.

So if it's time you need,
I'm giving you all the time in the world.
I can't promise I'll be able to handle the separation,
I can't promise I'll be here when that time is up.
Written by
mae  17/F/not quite there yet
(17/F/not quite there yet)   
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