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Better Weather

When distance means silence,
It gets us off-center
When you meet someone new,
I obsess how you met her
When you ask how I’m doing,
I lie, ‘Never better!’
And though we shoot for our lives,
We just talk the weather

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25 Aug 20219 Jan 2022friendships, heartache, Poetry, relationships, writing

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