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Verses for the Vivid Hours

Some nights


Some nights I write
just to remember
that I survived them.

To the Me Who Waited


You waited for life
to get easier.
But life whispered,
You get stronger instead.

When I Miss You


I don’t cry anymore.
But I do pause
at the songs you loved
and the way the light hits
empty chairs.

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