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Disconnecting tragedy you live again,

tied to a bomb─ you were talking to yourself.

You should have asked me. Why was it not important─

It tumbles down. The real. Heels start hurting.

After reaching, near─ the crumbling wall, you

Stalking a poem the art─

In incompleteness, and all flaws.

It was difficult to revisit, the birth therapy.

Unbecoming, you watch the sunset.

Move the steps, to accept the dark.