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Poem, Built by You ...........................................Anonymous ’22

Built by You

Anonymous ’22

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Everything about me feels so small Compressed like a folded piece of paper Apologizing for its trespass on the world Why aren’t you the same?

Dirty hands ruffling my sheets, my hair Boots that leave a trail of muddy footprints You exit a room having touched every person Made them laugh, made them think A bright neon sign screaming I was here

Those same fingerprints make my heart ache And I wonder—would my sheltered hands Trembling as I scar this paper with ink Leave fingerprints like yours?

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