This
This had been here all along but I did not see it…
So obsolete, my rationality, that all I could feel, was it. Patiently it waited until the day I would need it. What was This?
This came after he left and at a time when I needed it. It held my hand, fingers inter-twined and jumped with me, telling me it was fine …to be free. It told me stories and listened to mine, allowing me to live the…
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