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can't remember

The moon plays with my blood;
I forgot that night,
That once in 4 years,
But I felt
It.
Worries, rattling.
I was slipping sideward again
And thinking the end
Again, but no
I needed the reminder- the past
Is around us, in us
And we can’t outrun it.
Scars twinge.

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something i found on the computer

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  • Do.
    January 6

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    well honestly, I was playing around with new words I had just learned But it means like similar to.. Like your eyes and mine are analogous to eachother, but not exactly the same. I'm pretty sure?

    Well, getting to your work.
    First line is great The past is what shapes us, and I'm not exactly sure if I'm interpreting this poem right, buuut did something happen in the past? I'm a little confused actually, but I like that anyway ha.