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Everything
will leave you
in the end. Don't bother
to wonder if
you're alone
because you are. Revel in
your unconscious life and
test out
the many truths:
The notch in your belt
worn smooth
where you once were
those squared and washed out and
poorly shot pictures from
thirty years ago
that was
you
and
the house
you grew up in
always smaller
than you remember
but there it is.

Everyday
its there
all the days
that become years
that you don't think of it
even once. It isn't
gone away
or never was
just because
you don't
call it to mind

or need it
anymore.