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the loneliest tree in the desolate yellow
it's all so violent,
to live and feel connected.
the things we do
and say
and make
and break
in the name of love
how many times we've waited
for the dust to settle before
we stand up and brush
the wreckage from our cheek
only to fall again
and again
and again
how we fold ourselves
so deeply into each other
only to recognize the vacant space
they used to hold for us
and when...
Tuesday 3rd September 2024 1:46 pm
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