A tragic circle

Letting your memory slip out of my mind like sand through my fingers was impossible  The silence in my bedroom whispered your name into my ears while I slept– I wake up, there you are-I am fatigued, as though I never saw rest You are everywhere and I cannot escape  I’m running, but in reality […]

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