it visits me every other night.
then it became every other other night,
then, it rarely does.
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PoetryThoughts. An expression of how I felt, how I bleed, and how I stood. To preserve memories. It's time to breathe. It's time to put these thoughts to rest. My Bible, this is a dedication to you. Thank you for everything. I'm ever grateful.
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it visits me every other night.
then it became every other other night,
then, it rarely does.
