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trying to find the right face to show you in return 

Anonymous

i stood at the edge

suspended and i

waited and i

felt a weight off my back

until a nervous apprehension crawled right back on

and i peered into the mirror and found my face blushed a deep vermilion

Read.

a million years go by

silence

a million more

radio silence

i finally breathe out when i see that three-dotted bubble

pulsing, pulsating, beating like a heart

(but whose?)

and then the cricket calls

it takes me a while to understand

and i spend a long time trying to find the right face to show you in return

but i think that's ok

because for the first time i am at ease.

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