I feel as though
today has lasted two years
and I've only lived
five months of it.

Running 4 miles
makes me feel
pretty.

Walking in the rain
makes me feel
deep.

Standing against the wind
makes me feel
poetic.

Yet, I have nothing
to write
tonight.

Today has lasted
two years.
And I've spent
19 months of it
being unheard.
 
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