In the Wake

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There's a red balloon tied to a street post outside
And here comes that feeling you thought you'd forgotten
A pit of a stomach filled with negative space, dark matter
Filled with the sea, with continents Made of years
Made of days, Made of moments — History
Of names you almost remember, promises you almost kept





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