Berlin reminds me
of a youthful era gone by,
reminds me of
affection and attention
I would once c h a s e,
but I know would not be reciprocated,
but would’ve befriended,
maybe…
Berlin is a daydream,
a thought to help me sleep,
a memory of something
that never happened
to heal a younger me.
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