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What’s it called
when you feel everything
and nothing all at once?

I don’t think I’ve ever
understood “forever”
until that day

Memory is a time travelling machine

There I am
As I approach your corner
Red brick under a bright clear future
inviting me to see that sea of red

While your mother attempts to wash your mistake away…

As if that would erase the moment
when you decided
To stop time,
completely.

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