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Apr 8
something I thought was unattainable
like the fruit Tantalus couldn't grab
just out of reach
torturing me
with the proximity

now I grew stronger
and I grasped the fruit
I cradle it to my chest
never letting it go

I won't allow myself to crash back into the pool
begging to reach the fruit
The Invisible Poet
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The Invisible Poet  18/Gender Fluid/the land of my thoughts
(18/Gender Fluid/the land of my thoughts)   
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