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cloudy skies
23:30;





we were good

as friends,
you and i had never
found any motive for a dispute

when you had
a sudden outburst one day,
i couldn't help but feel
an aching in my chest and a pounding
in my forehead

-i didn't mean to throw
away that orbit report,
im sorry

it's okay,
i'm sorry

you pushed
your glasses back
up the bridge of your
red nose

and you had found
your calm place
again

we were good

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