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Jan 2023
By I am as you were
13 January 2023

Shaken by the possibility you would,
I will be,

To foreclose you.

I am not yet.

To become,  you come, expecting my birth.

I cannot be born. I would be as you are.

Do not mourn the pain you will not bear.

We were never.,

Here!
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