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Any Old Thing
Find one of your old scraps; one of the disheveled thoughts jotted down half-formed or too embarrassingly honest to share. You know the ones, the dismissed, discarded bits and bobs written in the margins or napkins. Rescue one and give it new life.
air supply
your broken lights,
a poetically constructed web
over the structure of my lungs,
how could I possibly n o t think of you, my sweet ?
when sometimes
you’re the only thing
that pushes the air forward ?
( yes, the feel of your soul
forever lost in my breaths )
and this heart of mine
always humming your tune
so intertwined
in the pulsating galaxies of us
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