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Jul 2023
I searched myself for you
in the promiscuous creek foam
in the still summer pond
and still,
smothered in daylight,
somehow nowhere

Your smile cleaved me in two
and moss soothes the cracks.
Ancient and unyielding and cool.
[09-2018]
Written by
Shayla V
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