we (all) arent reduced to strangers. i dont blog, i dont read.

i still write, i still reminisce.

words still come and go.

i have cried. a long time since. and now, i only tear(like when i yawn).

i still hurt as do injuries recur.

i still dream like it is what i breathe.

still get nightmares like i do eat.

like it goes on

-crack of dawn-

For you.

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