love · mental health · poem · poetry · recovery

look up

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i look up and see the sun.
it caresses the lace and i know i am one
of the luckiest girls alive.

i look up and see the detail.
it curves in meticulous perfection and i fail
to see anything more beautiful.

i look up and see your face.
it exists in my memory and i trace
it until it floats away.

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