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it makes me sick
to watch
thirteen year olds 
on 
stranger things
share kisses
and i roll my eyes
at ten year olds
in 
i can only imagine
carving their names on
the wooden floor
of a bridge 
at night
while they watch
fireworks
explode in the sky
when i see
the sixty year olds
in 
ant man and the wasp
sharing a passionate kiss
i want to throw up

 they are younger
or older
than i
and yet 
they have something
i don't
something
i did
but something
that i let go
because i had to
life isn't fair
i had love
and i had to leave it
why is life
unfair 
like this

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