50 years 

It’s all so overwhelming 

The way 

Things unfold 

Or more like bludgeon 

You with immediate fight, flight or collapse options depending on the state of trauma you’re stuck in at

This particular moment 

When your erased self 

Merges with the uncontrollable tears 

he warned about 


  It was as if the universe could wait no longer to dump the weight upon her



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