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when i'm falling asleep with my shoes on
because i'm just too-
to take em off.
you know how it is-

and before i slip out of consciousness...
i send my last text to you-
"do you know what i mean? "

and i fought so hard through the fog-
to stay awake to hear your response-
had some deep need to hear you say just-

when you replied-
you changed the subject.

by isaiah darling

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Isaiah, such a lovely write👍👍👍