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        <title>spacing out</title>
        <published>2026-01-24T00:00:00+00:00</published>
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            Soc Virnyl Estela
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        <content type="html" xml:base="https://uncomfyhalomacro.pl/poetry/entry4/">&lt;p&gt;i&#x27;m spacing out tonight,&lt;br &#x2F;&gt;
cold all over and heart&#x27;s too tight,&lt;&#x2F;p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;life&#x27;s short but you&#x27;re all so bright,&lt;br &#x2F;&gt;
i wish i can glow myself light,&lt;&#x2F;p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i wonder what went wrong,&lt;br &#x2F;&gt;
i still remember and can&#x27;t move on,&lt;&#x2F;p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i&#x27;m spacing out tonight,&lt;br &#x2F;&gt;
closely holding on to life&lt;&#x2F;p&gt;
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        <title>call</title>
        <published>2025-08-13T00:00:00+00:00</published>
        <updated>2025-08-13T00:00:00+00:00</updated>
        
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            Soc Virnyl Estela
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        <content type="html" xml:base="https://uncomfyhalomacro.pl/poetry/entry3/">&lt;p&gt;here i am,&lt;br &#x2F;&gt;
waiting for your call,&lt;br &#x2F;&gt;
thinking through it all,&lt;br &#x2F;&gt;
feeling as our hearts fall&lt;&#x2F;p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;close your eyes,&lt;br &#x2F;&gt;
pressing skin to skin,&lt;br &#x2F;&gt;
asking what you mean,&lt;br &#x2F;&gt;
living is not a sin&lt;&#x2F;p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;this is for you,&lt;br &#x2F;&gt;
don&#x27;t be sad at all,&lt;br &#x2F;&gt;
let&#x27;s face it through it all,&lt;br &#x2F;&gt;
love will be waiting for your call&lt;&#x2F;p&gt;
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        <title>live life it&#x27;s your last</title>
        <published>2025-08-09T00:00:00+00:00</published>
        <updated>2025-08-09T00:00:00+00:00</updated>
        
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          <name>
            Soc Virnyl Estela
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        <content type="html" xml:base="https://uncomfyhalomacro.pl/poetry/entry2/">&lt;p&gt;you glisten and glow&lt;br &#x2F;&gt;
so do not worry, my love&lt;br &#x2F;&gt;
live life like it&#x27;s your last&lt;&#x2F;p&gt;
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        <title>gasping for air</title>
        <published>2025-04-26T00:00:00+00:00</published>
        <updated>2025-04-26T00:00:00+00:00</updated>
        
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          <name>
            Soc Virnyl Estela
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        <content type="html" xml:base="https://uncomfyhalomacro.pl/poetry/entry1/">&lt;p&gt;what i believe to be love—was just me painting a picture
that does not hold any water&lt;&#x2F;p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;if only life was a little bit kind,&lt;br &#x2F;&gt;
but what i get was the harsh reality—&lt;br &#x2F;&gt;
that one mistake is enough&lt;&#x2F;p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;a mistake that could have been fixed,&lt;br &#x2F;&gt;
but no one reached out—&lt;br &#x2F;&gt;
to reassure me that &quot;to err is human&quot;&lt;&#x2F;p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i was willing,&lt;br &#x2F;&gt;
determined,&lt;br &#x2F;&gt;
to fix myself,&lt;br &#x2F;&gt;
to prove for them,&lt;br &#x2F;&gt;
that i also deserve to be understood,&lt;br &#x2F;&gt;
but here i am,&lt;br &#x2F;&gt;
trying to heal up,&lt;br &#x2F;&gt;
while gasping for air&lt;&#x2F;p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;i hope someday,&lt;br &#x2F;&gt;
i&#x27;ll be able to swim back to the shore,&lt;br &#x2F;&gt;
but now, i am still in this life raft—&lt;br &#x2F;&gt;
thinking what to do next&lt;&#x2F;p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;may time give me the peace i need&lt;&#x2F;p&gt;
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