i looked at your face
you looked forward
do you even see me?
mom, do you still love dad?
no, i hate him for everything he's done
i hug you with tears in my eyes
you feel like stone in my arms
i miss you, but now i can be at rest and be happy, but not yet free
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The elephant trumpets.
Predictions are made.
No call received.
The butterfly flits and plays.
The frog is silent, still and waits.
Windows a washed in red.
Christ barely hangs on.
My reflection dusty and cold.
The door is open.
I am alone.
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