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Spaghetti knots

concerto

analyzing another night lost

can we go back

deflate the black made from balloons

peel away the shade cutting each corner softly

like a slow bleed

walk a bit slower where i first held your hand

water warming water

running along to each beautiful place

like the second time i did

knowing the geography of the land

where each beach meets each mountain

if you are willing to go far enough

 

i was

it led me here

i am alone

standing tall where no one

can reach this peak

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