for many years
to keep my life
as it was.
I gripped it
so hard.
I was scared,
so scared,
to lose
the little I had.
And just like that
I began to loosen
my grip.
One by one,
my fingers relaxed
and let my palms
face the sky.
I am learning still.
"In the present we are always in memory." - Trish Keenan
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