like open doors
I used to belong in a certain space
until I was told to move on
nobody said anything in so many words
it’s funny how sometimes your shadow
precedes you
giving you a vantage point
you wish you never had
but the fact remains the sunset
mends the darker side of yourself
allowing a brief perspective
into how things could have been
at some point you no longer feel lost
no longer feel dead
the world spinning faster than before
more real
than you could have imagined
june two thousand twenty-one
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