i wonder if
themeileftbehind
theme ileft be
the me i left behind
still sits and stares
outthewindow
out thewindow
out the window
of that old broken house
sweeping
the shards of glass
undertherug
underthe roof
under the carefree clouds
floating through
thebigbluesky
thebig bluesky
the big blue sky
wondering about
the me I have become
(-written in my college years)
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