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Nov 2021
tomorrow will he look at me
with pity in his eyes,
ignore my vulnerability
and entertain the lies
of how i can be flourishing
while my emotion dies,
or will he never look at all
and hope i understand what that implies

- p. winter
Penelope Winter
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Penelope Winter
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