do you remember
when we first walked these hallowed
halls, you and i together
our words floating like music
in the yellow tiled echo
my syllables have found their
space on this internet paper
dissipating disappearing at the
push of a refresh button
i've sat in my room and i've spun out
my feelings
and now i can see them lying here
on my pages
out in the world
yet still in my fingers
i can read how i was in years past
and i am thankful
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