dear someone this shouldn't be written about


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in all these infinities,

i wonder if all

this water is as heavy


if the storms

cry harder and

if the fires burn brighter


if the earth spins,

does it spin me

towards you or back from?


i wonder if

the stars tuck themselves

into the night like i do 

into my bed


if the lines converge,

will we be at the center?


i long for you.


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