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Nov 2022
We can never get off the phone
Either messages or calls
Always talking

You use to call me on the way home
I use to make sure you got a good morning message
We use to talk

Now it seems you just grew silent
As my heart began to soar
Leaving it to fall once more


Yet when I ask
When my concerns are brought up
You brush them off

So are we still in this together
Or did you leave me at the platform?
Writing of the Unknown
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