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Quarantined!

I am aware that you hide my thoughts in far away places. Wardrobes that hold your old clothes and forgotten perfumes keep me company. I am in that stack of old letters and Google chats that you have archived. I am also the faint whiff of lavender that remains in those weeds you have hanged by your window.

On a lonely Saturday midnight, when you feel like a holler, I am in the Teddy that you go to sleep with. I meander into your dreams, forgotten moments in time, etched into hard drives like a virus that you cannot clean, like a file you cannot find. I am the keyword you do not remember.


 I am the red in your Gypsy blood. I will always re-grow.
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  1. Nequéren ReisSeptember 13, 2014 at 8:58 PM

    Texto maravilhoso amei bom final de semana.
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  2. the other side of meSeptember 14, 2014 at 7:39 AM

    Ah memories,You cant shun away them in the closets nor swept them under the bed,.They will arise above all,just like love

    Take care

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  3. xunzOctober 13, 2014 at 12:18 AM

    that's beautiful!

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  4. Gazal BharadwajApril 29, 2015 at 4:07 AM

    powerful.

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