dusty sequins

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i left the apartment already,

it's just that staying there made me ill in the bones

that every inch,corner,surface and structure built 

reminded me of you

heck,everything had been a huge resemblance 

of you

be it lambs or cartoon printed socks

i hope that you could also somehow

still see me in your dreams

inbetween feiry stars and the gentle

cradles of jupiter and saturn's humongous moons

i hope that melancholy somehow

breathed beneath them 

because you had once said 

it reminded you of me.


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