For years I've known
One day,
I'd have to leave.
I just didnt know
it'd be so soon.
My life,
everything I've worked hard for,
may be gone within the next month or so.
Attachments,
Attachments.
Maybe I wouldn't be so heart broken
if I had trained sooner,
than later.
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Poems in Quarantine
PoetryThere's so much happening right now. How can we go back to a normal that never existed? How can we grow from this? How can we preserve our hearts throughout it all?
