43: Ghosts
Ghost
Sometimes when I look at the smiling photos
of my younger self I don't know her anymore.
I try to imagine what I was thinking at that exact
moment, happy memories flying through my mind.
I manage to crack a smile, but it's gone in an instant.
I am like a ghost of my former self
trying to feel something again;
anything.
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