Over time, this pain
May graciously subside
While the day turns to years
And the years intertwine
But these unanswered questions
These caustic reflections
Have no hope to offer, no faith to engage
No unhelpful suggestions
All vexed interjections
With no place to rest but in rage
Over time, this pain
May silently subside
While the day turns to years
Through the lens of a memory, revised
10th February 2021
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