You move fast,
at a steady pace,
always farther
from the universe
I can touch
or hold against my chest,
When I find you nowhere,
I'll tell the story of
how I've been emptied.
I go over all the things
lost or gone the past year
night and once again
trying to retrieve
every memory of you -
dusty or broken
so I know where they belong,
so they can't be erased
or overwritten.
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