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walking in no direction
an obscure path
disengaged
i was counting the orchids

when you asked
if we "took
too many
tabs this time"

but that didn't matter
because i was boxed in
by my own dissatisfaction
i hadn't blossomed

that was the
last time you
ever saw
my face again

i never felt identified
and now i'll never know
no andromeda medication
could pull me out of my foxhole

pardoned myself
from all relevance
at that point
i wanted nothing

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