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Mykera Blake Poem
Oh wow it’s the first day of spring
wow I haven’t seen the bees in so long
Oh I haven’t felt the heat in so long
I haven’t seen the butterflies in so long
But then I realize, oh wow I haven’t seen you in so long
In what season did I lose you?
Did you not fall in October
Did you not transition from a caterpillar into a butterfly
Did you not rest during your hibernation so that you can spring
Oh wow
Copyright © Mykera Blake | Year Posted 2026
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Mykera Blake Poem
I’m sorry miss jackson, my words say I missed you but my body yells it’s something more profound
the thought of your presence has caused multiple body parts of mine to beat louder than HBCU band during homecoming.
I’ve pictured our homecoming, coming back together as one, my ocean only overflowing when you’re in the tide. I ride the waves effortlessly, with no desire to go back to shore
The current is taking me over, drowning me in the sea of all my dark fantasies, all I ask is that you swim into the abyss and join me
Copyright © Mykera Blake | Year Posted 2026
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Mykera Blake Poem
It’s march 1st
Day one of spring
The birds are chirping
The wasps and bees are buzzing
The flowers are blossoming
The mammals are awakening
I am too
I am returning from my winter hibernation
I have shed the skin of my past life
I am chirping
I am buzzing
I am blossoming
I am awakening
I am spring
Copyright © Mykera Blake | Year Posted 2026
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Mykera Blake Poem
It’s all a game, Are you player one or player two ?
What’s the last level you actually remember going to ?
Did you make the choice to play or were you influenced too ?
My parents played, my friends played, of course I would too !
But I’ve been stuck on this level, level 222
And after 222 levels, I realized, I actually don’t like playing this game, do you player two ?
Copyright © Mykera Blake | Year Posted 2026
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