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soothe

when you
listen to
my music
look at
my face
feel my
callused hands
read all
these poems
the right person
will still
never think of me

motion

a secondary
character
in my own movie
watching
the heroes
fight the
villains
never stop writing
its the only way
to run from
the loneliness

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