weighing
are hours in dreams, that the longer I last longer wakefulness.
photos of old memories that we do not know if they passed.
The tiny freckles on the neck.
Strangers hugging your friends in the photos that are not know.
Its inevitable ability to stay well.
The mirror reflects things always more small circumference
If you show me your scars I'll show you mine.
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