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I feel change

Updated: Jul 31

In the warm summer air.


As it brushes my hair and burns my chest.


I'm not good with change.


Or goodbyes.


Or forced hellos even.


Our break.


My brother's baby.


Sammy moving.


Deaths.


Divorces.


People moving on.


Moving forward.


And me?


Alone in my apartment.


Writing about change,


but not living it.

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