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Sep 13
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Mercury

For someone close to me

I heard you crying last night. 
I didn't say anything. 
You don't like it when I hear you. 

You and I, we are different people. 
I think in a different way. 
I spend more time in light-filled shadows than you do. 

We were close, sharing secrets in the moonlight 
late at night, and now...
You don't know me anymore. 

I'm not sure I want you to. 

 
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Posted: 09.13.20
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  1. TreePupWriter
    Sep 13, 2020

    I don't know how to say this properly, but I feel like every single word (and use of punctuation/line breaks/stanzas) in this poem fit together perfectly, like they were just the right words to convey your meaning. This is beautifully written.

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  1. Mercury
    Sep 13, 2020

    Thank you so much! I just sat down and wrote it. I'm glad you feel that way.

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