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In Place Of

With eyes wide open, do I see?
For focus, I don't dare.
Are nerves unraveled, stand on end,
Unsure, how much to care.

I chose to ponder, what to give,
Depends, on when you ask.
Just live in moments, one by one,
Forget about the past.

Obscure and hazy, deep the fog,
I hide, in low, moist air,
To vacillate, so not to break,
My heart, not yet to bare.

The sun still sets, the moon will rise,
Regardless, of my whims,
Inward, I seek my comfort,
In place, of missing him.

-iris