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YS Jul 2021
I wish I could talk to you and tell you how I am feeling because I know you’d understand. You always did.
And I know you’d help. The best you could.
And it was always enough for me.
But things are different now.
I know that.
So instead I will write you a message that I'll never send.
YS Apr 2020
when i’m dreaming i see it.
those apparitions relinquish the thirst i endure while i’m woke.
composition of situations abandon my yearn.

All in my head but doesn’t mean it's not real.
Tangible in my mind, there I can feel.
first published poem

— The End —