If telepathy were possible, this could be a testament to it.

…oughts come before we drift into sleep,
carrying with them our worries about the passage of time.
As we close our eyes, we fear that there may be no chance for healing,
no opportunity for repentance,
no moments to rise to the fullness of who we can truly be.
It’s a vulnerable place, and I want you to know you’re not alone in feeling this way.

Betrayed self.

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𝐆𝐞𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐨𝐬 𝐌𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐞𝐥

Abril

Nov 14, 2024

If telepathy were possible, this could be a testament to it. It’s as if you put into words what I had in mind. It is a compelling poem that speaks of what many of us fear. Salute!