though I’m told

going back

though I’m told

you never can

the light being different

all traces of us together gone

left feeling kind of blue

uncertain uneased

wondering

if you feel this too

& who cares

the wheel has turned

leaving no rut no furrow

all grown over

like scars

always do

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