Tagged: acquaintance
on the first day of
on the first day of
spring, you
returned to us,
suddenly
fatherless. there
are parts of us
that will dance
around recognizing
parts of you
because no one
wants to claim
a familiarity
to loss
.
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some colors just bleed
some colors just bleed
more, swallowed by mystery
a chance acquaintance
.
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