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Uncomfort

We do all sorts of things we’re uncomfortable with. We become all sorts of people we’re uncomfortable with. We keep changing, so slowly at first that we never notice until one day, we look in the mirror, and the eyes staring back are unfamiliar…

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The cabin air feels tight Depressurizing And as I sit here not yet realizing What’s happening, A picture pops into my head Of you, eating grapes At our table Laughing at the ordinary moment Of me dropping my milk “Typical” You smirked And that…

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