Absence
When I’m not there
We feel the weight of total absence
And when I am fully here
I feel the emptiness of everything left behind.
What is missing creates space
For something real to appear.
But no one else shows up here
In this place where I’ve finally arrived.
You can only truly lose
The things you’ve once had.
How else would you ever know
What you need to go out and find?
12/23/21
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