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upside-down heart
my grief is bigger than me
it drapes
like an oversized coat
pale white
against the meadow green
spring speaks in breezes
whisper soft
betraying liquid composure
i am a ghost
haunting hallways
a tired mind
my eyes flicker
bad lighting
through cracked windows
they see me smile
pretty lies
my face hides the story
history unspoken
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