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Unsent

January 29, 2025
By Turtosie BRONZE, Miramar, Florida
Turtosie BRONZE, Miramar, Florida
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A willow tree blows,

why can't I confess to her?

A text left unsent.


The author's comments:

This piece is based on a close friend's melancholy and despair at the scary nature of love confessions, and his apprehension to pour his feelings out for the one he loves, despite every essence of his being wanting to.


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