i wonder,
if this sorrow
that i carry
like clinder block
from daybreaks to moonrise
behind my fleshy whites
and be back in 5- eyes
is from the thought
of lossing you
OR lossing who i was.
who i am now
with you by my side.
i wonder
am i greving loss
or change?
--- renuka dubey
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