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A Poet
Poems
Nov 2021
𝟜 𝕒𝕞
You explored each crevice,
pulled apart each door,
burned your image across the waves,
traversed every mark & every ridge
like the roots in dry desert heat,
you drank your fill and moved on,
naked & embarrassed
I now lay alone,
I wish it was not so.
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