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Your Unread Letter.
Inhale
Exhale
Your very first
My most important
Your hand
My thumb
You held it so tight
I couldn't hold my tears
8pm
2am
Every night
To make sure you're fed
My side
Her side
You in the middle
Across from your neglected crib
Left foot
Right foot
Your first steps
Corners were quickly covered
Fast forward
Slow down
You're getting so big
I always did my very best
Sh...
Friday 19th January 2018 2:46 pm
My moon
The shadows of smudges showing through
Poised over the earth to correct the simplest of mistakes
Balanced perfectly above a tiny peak
my moon
Frantically Orbiting all of existence
Waiting to smear words without resistance
Blank, it waits to pull restraints
Exhaling the tides
my moon
Ridding the lies the sea portrays
Constantly drifting away
Longing to erase what I ...
Monday 19th December 2016 8:03 am

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