Random Attachment Issues poem or sm

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At once, it was nothing but an item to be held.

But now that it is out of reach, don't you want it more?

Do you thrive to reach it?

Even if it meant nothing in the beginning?

What is it? Why is it that you wish so badly to grab this thing?

Is it the fact that you pushed it away, hoping it wouldn't leave?

Wishing that no matter if you hurt it, it would stay?

You hoped it would stay because everything else hadn't?

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