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Sunday, October 9, 2022

 


 

purge me
so vain
I see
everything
different now
light
turgid itself
rearranged
deep within
my psycho brain
rain drops
dashing away
every strange image
hurt into play
every mountain range thought
relinquished from my fatted brain
emerge anew
resilient
all that silence
true resilience
distance merely means
far away
so I can't
touch you
yet I feel
urgent it seems
purge with me
this soft vanity
I see
sweet urgency
purging
everything
that once
was you
and me

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