{Poem} — Funny thing, the past
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2 min readJul 31, 2022
Stream of consciousness, letting go.
Funny thing, the past.
Not funny at all.
Whatever it engulfs, intentionally or not, stays frozen. Indefinite.
What it was, what it could be. What it wasn’t, could’ve been.
The amount of souls in there never ceases to surprise me.