sunflowers

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erase the words she said
there are better things to be kept in my head

watch the clouds unfurl
into a heavy ocean floor
as the sand inside me washes away

"i'm tired" i repeat
"tired of living, tired of hurting"
he told me he knew

and gifted me tranquility instead

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