by Kira N. Strasser
(Frenchtown, NJ )
Oh wow, how odd,
this day is feeling foreign.
Your voice,
familiar, but sounds more frantic...
Your face,
claimed I cant forget you,
but yet I feel like this is new,
Your scent,
I remember, that lingering,
around my four month old room.
it smelled like my own familiarity,
but now,
it just smells like everybody else.
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