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Mar 2022
looking around the room
watching the door
the windows
every entrance
just to see if you would come back to me

crickets.

only my eyes are lit up by the moon
the tears are streaming in slow mo
the door still hasn’t opened

that’s it.
wrote this while listening to the night we met by Lake Huron :((

3/20/22
newborn
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newborn  18/F/wherever you are
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