anonymous encounters

i awoke from a dream in the dead of night. this on my mind.

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ge05

shared moments in darkness
suggested, stolen

but always squandered.

a refuge
in this detached loneliness,

you’re nothing of permanence

just fleeting

in the stupid immature hopes
something more might be

but in reality
nothing can be, nor will be

as all things end
just beyond that door.