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some days I feel like rain
when it pours like a weight
I’m asking others to carry

some days I feel like snow
falling, slowly
landing wherever feels right
at the time

some days I feel like sunshine
warm and light and full of life
eager to share it with everyone I meet

and some days I feel like dew
drops on a blade of grass
starting fresh, starting anew
no matter what happened yesterday

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it snows every day you’re not around
I drive around memories of you
a cul-de-sac collection
the finest rose-coloured moments

when you always said the right thing
and everything else
every misstep or argument
swiftly forgotten

how often do we put people on pedestals
imaginations of the faces we project
the faces we wish we were

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the strangest routines are now commonplace
my favourite snacks, delivered to door
no one comes to visit
new voices introduced through headphones
waving goodbye to the computer screen

how has time lapsed like
the world’s fastest stopwatch
you’d swear it was rigged
you’d swear this is ordinary

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a lonely ghost
a light, flickered out
the one I left on for you
how often do we wish upon people
that do not wish for us

when do we turn out the lights
and walk away from the dark
on our own volition
upon belief that ghosts only haunt us
when we keep them around