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Sometimes I lose you.
You slide behind the
Shadows in your eyes
To live in the
World as it was.
I am not sure
How to search,
Pressing and
Retreating
Yield equally
Vacant results.
So I wait,
Stress bunching
Up like sleeves in a
Winter jacket,
Planning for your return
To me.

Categories: Poetry