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imagining
across the room
a ghost
i feel even myself
wandering, stale
reflective. not revealing
hopeful, but unsought
i sit, staring out in starlights
imagining, warmth close
yet i always seem to feel you
when you aren't really there.
a turnaround, sunken
a dramatic imbalance
of time not told yet
but i open and create
making mistakes
stop.
rethink.
remember this.
.you need to trust and love
