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We
We speak in exaggerated voices,
Of all our various exploits
but beneath it all,I hear
A thousand unshared words.
#friends.    #drifting
We are too complex
to be build,
by anything less
than an artist.
You forgot to take
The memories,
The feelings,
The emotions.

Take them too.
Something lost , something forgotten
Such strong fragile things
Our heart
Broken and mended
Over and over again.
A long time ago
You took me to a place
with five walls.
The windows showed me
A beautiful garden.
But you asked me
to stay there
And stay there I did,
just like someone
once asked you to stay there
And stay there you did.
I dreamt
A delicious dream
Today
and awoke
Feeling
betrayed.
rewritten on paper
written over and over again
Until there's nothing more to say.
 Jun 2021 Isaac afunadhula
Colm
When I think back now
To a time when time was not
Of such vibrant thought
And I feel the weight of be
In this world of being now

(Where I Am More Aware, Now)
Yup
Comfortable rectangle
Entanglements
Stranger sleeping
Feeling, breathing
Mostly dreaming

Self exploration
Starlit sobbing
Skin cells
Sweat beads
Strands of hair

Morning whispers
Morning breath
Laughing, touching
Alarm clocks
Departures
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