à l’avant du château

ill think of u as the one that got away

plenty of fish n chips in the sea

but none like u

i wdve pursued u

in another life

to the end of the earth

and its myriad ramifications

but not now

when contentment

outraces happiness

yr quicksilver ankles

not made

for this sleepy régime ancien

not made for breaking up

a solid-state drive

for order

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