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The room was small
We were smaller
We were strangers
You and I
All of us
We could trust
We could confess
We could share
All these things
Burns and Stings
Our everything
What we say
What we share
Will stay here
Safe and sound
No need to fear
When you are here
You can cry
You can scream
You can ask why
You can ask what this means
No judgment here
I promise
They will never hear
From my lips
Any and all of this
This was never mine
This was never yours
There was nothing lost
There was no cost
When nothing and no one
Was even ours
To begin with
There is a longing
A deep belonging
And I miss
All of this
And what was
And no longer is
Life is strange
Life is forever
The Game Changer
No guarantee policy
On life’s journey
The people you meet
They will touch you in ways
That will break you
That will make you
Everything everyone fades
Some will stay
Many must go away
We take it each day
As it comes
For we are never promised
Any and all of this
Anything or anyone
We are all strangers
Yet not
I will not forget
How we met
We may never see each other again
This may be our very end
Or we could begin
I would like to call you friend
I would like to say you are familiar
The truth is that you are a stranger
We are all strangers 

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instagram gifts on Friday, February 22, 2019 12:38 AM
That's a beautiful poem. Thank you for sharing the post!
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