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This love letter is addressed to me in the future.

Gloom Room

Last day in this room, A touch of sadness lingers, Memories in twenties gloom.

I wish I could leave it all behind, Locked in this space, confined.

Yet the blue isn’t in these walls, It lives within my mind’s halls. A bittersweet farewell, To this room and its dry spell.

Quarter

Emotionally craze Dealing with a self-doubt phase In a quarter-life crisis maze, Looking for a brighter blaze.

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This article was published on August 10th, 2024 in Short. Sweet. Valuable. publication.