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⌗✎ WithYou

It's white and dull, changing but still

It's ticking and paced, perfect and measured


It makes me anxious waiting for the right moment

Held breath and unshed tears, dying lamps and plastered walls


I miss you and I want to see you again,  shaking eyes still brown hair

Your hands are soft and my sores fade, I open them again so I can see your face


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