When you lose
yourself from me
I will plunder
the abyssal depths
of your silence
mining for a single,
gleaming nugget
(impure as it may be)
of what
we used to be.
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Forty-Nine(r) Lost Days
Lucia Stein '26
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March 27, 2024
Aysha • May 20, 2024 at 9:31 am
This poem sends a message to others. It tells you when your lost that someone will find you.