a wall.
a wall. long ago that was a good analogy. wasnt it adam. now i think
that has past. more of a great window that separates me from my past.
i look back. and view it through the panes. as if it was someone
elses. as if it was a painting. as if it was on tv. distanced. my past
recedes from me. i live now. here now. now.
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