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i watch
the trees dance
in every direction you move
i see
the birds fly
above your every step
i hope
in due time
i can finally touch your soul
i pity
all the time
you for pitying me
i look
in every direction
for any sign of you
i lie
to open eyes
to keep the peace instilled
i turn
into a burning flame
whenever they say your name
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Michaela Delaney
Writing helps me express things I don’t know how to rid my brain of otherwise.
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