a message from ME to ME (2020DEC-W50)

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slipping away from you,
every moment,
vanishing bit by bit
yes! I'm broken,

there is nothing new,
it is still just me and you,

no escape from brokenness,
adoring all the memories,
soaking up the blessings,
and gushing over little victories,

I do not know..
how far I have come,
no idea, how many miles more to go..
who cares what will be the end,
the note I want you to read speaks:
'your presence made me feel alive,
you were the reason, I survived'.

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December2020 week #50

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