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Your reply comes late
And I can finally breathe
Fast things feel dangerous
When they arrive too clean
I need a little distance
Between the spark and the flame
It feels safer when delayed
When the feeling takes the long way
I can hold it from the edge
Before it learns my name
Bad news through a filter
Looks almost kind
I read the first few words
Then leave the rest behind
If reality knocks softly
I might let it in
Give me one slow second
Before the room turns bright
Let the truth arrive tired
Not crashing through the night
I am not avoiding
I am learning how to stay
Some hearts open sideways
Some doors need the rain
I can meet the morning
If it comes in quiet waves