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eventually [poem]

it’s 3am again
that magic time when the mind
decides to just run
and run and
R   U   N 
in circles
and I realize I’m lonely and
my heart is empty
but empty like
a hand offered in friendship
palm out up and open
ready to accept another’s seeking heart
and guide them in from the cold
maybe not tonight but



bookdragon, poet, witch

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