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A poem by Keegan Beamish

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it’s okay if you go. this is me giving you

permission to leave.


i have the blanket that kept you warm late in October at the

lake. it’s on my bed now.


ill keep your wristwatch. the silver one, remember? you wore this even in the

hospital. your arms too thin - and it slid up near

your IVs.


everything that is yours is

safe. none of it is

gone.


it’s okay -

if it hurts you, you don't have to hold on

anymore.




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