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If Galaxies Could Kiss
he never kissed me
goodbye.
there are no
borrowed breaths
bridging us,
no revival
on his lips.
just empty space
between memories
of when
there were no fireworks
and my feet
never leaving the ground.
Sunday 4th August 2024 10:41 pm
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