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"Gunshot"
My heart's beating out of my chest.
Sending my love out to the world like a shooting star.
I watch it land, sober, knowing I'll never feel it again.
I hope those who find my love hidden in the world can appreciate it.
Shooting traces of myself out like a gunshot.
Little drawings and messages taped to walls and left on café tables.
Trinkets littered on corner store counters.
Will they lead you back to me?
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