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All the flowers in time bend towards you.
Because you are the sun.
If only tears could
wash away
our sadness
and love could
fill the emptiness
in our broken hearts.
I'd rather be  in the company of ghosts
than be among people
who make me feel alone.
I feel trapped inside my own lungs.
Like a tribe without a leader.
A wolf without a pack.

I feel lost.
without
you.
You are like my
favourite advisory column
among all of my
favourite magazines.
foggy eyes, cradling delight
dwindling sigh, enchanting lullaby.
moon white as paper knight.
moon white ganache of frozen/forbidden thoughts.
search party for the Sun
even when it’s hopelessly bright.
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