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Poetry & Art

Open this in Time

I write this for you as you close the door and your heart lands in the toilet. I write this for you as you bundle yourself up in long sleeves so nobody will ask questions. I am writing this for you when you put your keys into the ignition and drive into the sunset. I write this for you as the rain falls and your tears shield the last memories. I write this for you when you walk into a building with white walls and say your goodbyes. I write this for you when you are standing in the dark and not seeing any light. I write this for you when you feel like you have no answers, only impending questions.

I didn’t write to add to a collection. I wrote this for you, so you can read it before you feel like you have no time.

Signed, me

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by Kristina Hopper

Self published author;
Dream Seeker;
Art Curator;
Poet;


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