acceptance again

I dreamt last night that you’d died

you’d been shot by a child who looked like me 10 years ago

from the inside of a burnt building’s shell.

It was in the dream that I couldn’t stop crying

I woke up with dry eyes and a throat full of red sand

I’m still setting fire to your letters in my head.

 

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acceptance again

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