i miss you
as much
as i miss myself
though i know i must
come back to
me
before i
go back to
you.
you didn't lift
the sky from my shoulders
but i think
my hands
may have more
strength than i know.
you are
camouflage
and proofing time ., .... pause
you are
unsent letters or perhaps
laryngitis/
i've got a map to me
and dry cough to you.
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