Into each life in which we have
participated we have deposited something
of ourselves; a fragment great or small,
shining bright or dark, depending
of their importance, our connection
with those separate but joined lives.
And when those lives end, breaking
the connection, leaving us the sole
depository of our shared experiences,
those moments now alive only to us,
that fragment of us in them shatters.
If dark, maybe relief, if a bright one,
integral part of ourselves perishes
with their passing.
11.07.2024
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