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sitting in an empty car

happy music blaring from the stereo 

i keep finding myself 

dwelling on these tired thoughts

wishing i werent so alone


i could write a million love sonnets

only on the subject of me and you 

how narcissistic must i be

imagining a sort of world

where that fantasy could ever be true

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date written: april 16, 2023

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