maybe,
one day,
you'll be able
to leaveuntil then,
you'll wait in
a cinema dreamknowing that
it was always
unreal
YOU ARE READING
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Poetryleftovers of my poetry that doesn't seem to fit in anywhere - yes, not fitting in is an ongoing theme in these.
unreal
maybe,
one day,
you'll be able
to leaveuntil then,
you'll wait in
a cinema dreamknowing that
it was always
unreal