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Thoughts That Plague
Original poem by Garrett Hofmann
"With thoughts that plague,
Singularly defined now vague.
Time continues to shrink.
My world not stopping but on its brink.
Understanding and accepting,
Conversations with unforeseeable never endings.
Continuous seconds of loving exchange.
Hearts reduced to “hello” estrange.
I’d like to think I am now free.
But you will forever have a piece of me."
-GH
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