Remember
Watching you lose
yourself.
is almost as painful
(almost!)
as when I
fell and
scraped my knee
looking for
me.
I seem to have
rolled under
the
desk. and cannot reach
that part.
It dreams in color
it
welcomestherain.
but still, I am unable to refrain
from losing the part
where I
forget to be forgotton.
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