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I asked the universe
for you.
I asked for the scar
on your face
so I knew it was you.
I asked forĀ
the soft strength in your voice.
I told herĀ
that your eyes were made of gold
and you'd love books too.
I told her you were
quiet and patient.
and she listened.
Thursday 12th September 2024 1:18 pm
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