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izzn Nov 2020
He's where my mind roams
every time I think of home
warm, safe, a tribunal green zone.
and when you finally arrive,
I'll tell you all about
these caged butterflies.
izzn Nov 2020
go ahead, play me
again and again and again
  Nov 2020 izzn
Sarah Flynn
someone asked,

“how can you be
so happy,

but still write poetry
like depression
is all you know?”




did it ever occur to you
that maybe

I’m only happy because
I took that depression
out on this paper,

instead of taking it
out on myself?
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