There’s a red string fraying from your sweatshirt
Wrapped around my pinky finger
It brings me closer to you
I tug and I tug; it gets longer
Stretching to traverse the space between us
Over and under all obstacles
I tie it tighter and tighter
The string cuts into my finger
Leaving scars I dare not get rid of
The tension builds
The thread unravels
My world rests on this red string
Fraying from your sweatshirt
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