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Sep 2022
I am the most sincere
whenever I tell them “I’m here”
when they’re feeling lonely
and most definitely needing somebody
But I cannot do anything
if they keep going missing
when it’s my turn
to need them the most
I just turn to my champagne
and
to honor my anguish,
raise my glass for a toast


-c.s.
Written by
CJ  F/United States
(F/United States)   
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