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Rooted
Folder:
A Little Black Book
I want something small
something vivid!
I want to understand
what cannot be forgiven
For the longest time
I wanted you to come back
I held my eyes up
but you never come back
I want the dove to fly again
I want a whole ground
No, make it even!
I want surges of spoil
made anew
because the last thing I
remember
was the first thing I
forgot
It reminded me of you.
