when the stars rose in the sky
i wondered what it was like
to be you
with the mid of my palm held close to my chest
i wept for the man i never knew
and would never know
an exhale left my lips
my tears dried under bright, vivid constellations
it was okay
it was okay, to never know the truth
why you beat me, until i stood
no more
despite saying
you loved me
it was okay
because i was here
born again
alive
born again
for the eighth time this week
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