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About This Poem
Ribbon Tied
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Sentences From a Letter Unable to Be
I keep myself busy although I don't know what I'm doing
I'm moving forward but I don't know where I'm going
I wear the ribbon in October and my ring every day
I still run the marathon that once we ran together
I am no longer awake in the middle of the nights
I know that I'm not talking to you as I used to
I've planted your pet flowers, the pink ones
Our friends feel uncomfortable around me
I keep polishing your name every Sunday
There is no cure yet
I'm not praying
I no longer cry
I'll see you soon
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