43: Ghosts

Ghost

Sometimes when I look at the smiling photos
of my younger self I don't know her anymore.

I try to imagine what I was thinking at that exact
moment, happy memories flying through my mind.

I manage to crack a smile, but it's gone in an instant.

I am like a ghost of my former self
trying to feel something again;
anything.

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