I say my

house but

it’s not

I say my

yard my

trees but

they’re not my

dogs I say my

children but

they’re not my

body no maybe

my mind no not

even these

memories these

thoughts these

words this

life?

No.

Not mine.

Just this

flickering

moment

to hold no

but to

inhabit

yes

Thank you

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