One Year Later

Smells like when I first got here.

When I didn’t know anything, but was excited anyway.

When the corners weren’t off-limits, and there was too much space.

I cried with happiness, eventually.

The darkness was better than a closed door.

This little drawer sat forgotten, full of the air I breathed, when I didn’t know anything, but was excited anyway.

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