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Mar 2022
walk on, my dear
left foot then right
for i am cursed
with lover’s blight

amid the tears
i’ll smile for you
you won’t look back
i’ll mourn for two

walk on, my dear
right foot then left
you’ll love again
i’ll die bereft

- p. winter
knowing someone wouldn’t be happy with you but selfishly wanting them to stay but having to watch them go blah blah blah emotions emotions emotions
Penelope Winter
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       JDK, The Sick Red Carnation and My Dear Poet
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