You worry that I will leave you.
I will not leave you.
Only strangers travel.
I have nowhere to go.
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“Good. Now here’s what poetry can do. Imagine yourself a caterpillar. There’s an awful shrug and, suddenly, you’re beautiful for as long as you live.” – Stephen Dunn.
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