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We are on a path Talking to my mom ,I don’t think I’ll be home for dinner’ I say You look at me Knowing Knowing Knowing ,It won’t be done for another hour’ Mother would reply I try not to choke on my lungs ,We’re a two hour walk away. I don’t think I’ll be home for dinner.’ You walk ahead of me Hands over ears Pretending we are Not lying ,… okay, I’ll see you soon then.’ Mother says. The phone ends with a click. I see you turn, the click of the phone alerting you. We do not talk You look at me Knowing Seeing the vines around my arms I look at you Knowing With the stars in your eyes We mourn For the life we Walked away From But we have never been so free.
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Mar 8
Mar 8, 2026 at 4:32 AM UTC
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We are on a path Talking to my mom ,I don’t think I’ll be home for dinner’ I say You look at me Knowing Knowing Knowing ,It won’t be done for another hour’ Mother would reply I try not to choke on my lungs ,We’re a two hour walk away. I don’t think I’ll be home for dinner.’ You walk ahead of me Hands over ears Pretending we are Not lying ,… okay, I’ll see you soon then.’ Mother says. The phone ends with a click. I see you turn, the click of the phone alerting you. We do not talk You look at me Knowing Seeing the vines around my arms I look at you Knowing With the stars in your eyes We mourn For the life we Walked away From But we have never been so free.
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Mar 8
Mar 8, 2026 at 4:32 AM UTC
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