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At work, I snuck it under my desk. It was a book about the fairytale romance That we all bump around pretending we don’t long for And how it took one woman fifty years to tell her Best friend, a male, that she loved him. It wasn’t a great book, it wasn’t well written And it was irritating in the format …it made me sad… Not for missing out on anything, cause have i? But for how we accept lost for being found. There are many things happening in my Head … and heart … these days I feel kind of like I’ve been vacuum-packed And am watching it all from a distance in my Secure, airless, home. Two weeks till I finish One week till I’m older Three weeks till ?
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