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i softly speak words, so pain filled

to the trees that surround me

words, odd, impractical poetry

strung along as i drag my feet

awkward phrases

illogical rhythms

line by line

page by page

the hurt spills out on every display of letters

my tears pour upon the dirt

and sitting in the spot we always sit

i picture your comforting embrace in my head

let it surround me

whispering fragile strings of words

becoming lost with you