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May 2023
Blank me out
Stare
At my pair of
Disguise
Wipe me out
Like a drought
When you answer
The whys
The goodbyes
Must ensue
Seem to always
Come true
Never quite
Empathize
What we really go through
Just conclude
Only ends
No escape
No return
The wound mends
The mind bends
Ever love
Never learn
There is no perfect union
Just fragments
Of whole
Optimistic
Endeavor’s
Unreachable goal
So forget’er
World nether
Embrace
The amnesia
Induced by my
Loosening
Trip synesthesia
Michael Marchese
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Michael Marchese  30/M/California
(30/M/California)   
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