room

there is a room

in my mind

that is mine

and locked

and blue

I go there

to think

and muse

and never pray

I leave notes

behind

which no one

ever reads

and yet

each time

I enter

I expect

to find

in return

one small envelope

and very few

precious words

like water

or breath

or beauty

but all I find

is

 

 

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