…and so we became

In the presence of ghosts, wilted flowers, I built an abode,

Freeze-frame, flew through these episodes,

Became disillusioned to the time that went by,

it all became a blur in my mind’s eye,

as we go on we see the baggage that we have claimed,

but also what we have gained…

as one and the same

and thus we became.

Faatima

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