Light
It’s been 7 months More than half a rotation around the Sun like a string that lost its tension At the farthest point, Suddenly untethered. Too late, I saw myself Here, yet not quite. Drifting, in parallel To the shadow of Sun, until the last glimmer faded away. There’s no one to hold the thread that my dad held; Or was it my Sun that had disappeared?
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