formerly so full
presently so
so
empty
reasons to move
to fight
to stop
to hide
motives to love
to defend
to search
to reside
values so strange
so flacid
so futile
so mine
where do i stand
what is under my feet
what moves me now
why
who am i
why am i
myself
don't
cry
new place
not safe
brave face
questions to ask
answers to find
monumental task
hearing her voice
she says
it is your choice
would have been
her birthday
tearful grin
discomfort felt
inside so quiet
trophies melt
what is this
discomforttrembling
strangeness
discoveries unseen
strength remains
within this
beautiful
mess
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