Hey, friend I haven’t met yet,
Is it true
that I have to
tell you every
rotten, horrible, awful
thing that ever happened
to me
for you to take me seriously?
Why?
It happened to you, too,
one way or another.
Can we not start
from there
and treat each
other gently?
Misery loves company.
Yes, it’s true.
But Love does too.
Can we start from (t)here?
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