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Mar 2023
when every unsaid is spoken
you lose that light in your eye
where the carefully carried is broken
and the boundless could be untied
when every apology is a memory
that forges forgiveness like a yoke
we forget to laugh ourselves freely
and every lie becomes a joke
our feet are forced for parting
on a path paved for pain
the bend behind dissolving
even, if we desired
to turn around again.
My Dear Poet
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My Dear Poet  M/Bottom of the Jar
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