My Inception; V

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he always had this look, as if the wind was perpetually in his face…


The inception of me was not my inception

But it was when

I met you

Your eyes held keys 

that unlocked that worst parts of myself;

opened, the hollow, dark void

of all my deepest worries

And traveled across time,

to understand my past and future

Your body was a mirror

Which reflected our town, Cambremer

For, the way you turned up your chin was just like the trees

Curling against the wind

And, the way you spoke: softly, but with intention

Reminded me of how the floorboards gave in to my feet

As I walked to class 

Our town; my town, have become one

I never would’ve thought that a town

Could live within someone

V


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