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blantant memory is my current partner.

you didn't leave
and neither did i.
our paths just sort of 
split off before we could
realize what
was happening.

but i loved you. 

past tense 
behind us
like a ghost 
i keep on the 
back of my hand;
i reach out for you while i sleep
and there it is - transparent and screaming.



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