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this is a day
that finds me empty.
when i think about your voice -
i can't quite remember
or know what it would say.
a simple date.
just another year.
i should be over this
by now
but i can't help feeling confronted
(this is a day that finds me).
i'm leaving the house early today,
slowly moving through landmines.
in spite of myself
i'll say i'm sorry
to the cold of new fall air.
each step reminds me.
this is a day
that finds me very aware
of how lonely i can feel.