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Susana

Today I ran,
really fast and far,
and my lungs hurt a bit
as I hadn’t ran in a while.

I ran from you,
but when I got back home
you were still there,
in my empty couch,
my unread messages,
the blank space in my schedule,
the little clink in my throat.

So I did 10 push-ups to push you out,
17 sit-ups to impress you when I take off my shirt,
30 crunches for my bad knees.

Yet you’re still there,
my throat clinks,
my schedule is open,
the couch is empty,
you haven’t read my messages.

Susana
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