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Among the ruins
I found her
Weathered by life
Clinging to her past
And to a place,
That she no longer belonged
And no longer belonged to her.
She wanted to stay there
To lie beside her broken pieces
Claiming loyalty as her grounds
How could I argue with loyalty?
So I left her there.
Unhomed. Unhinged.
Floating around in limbo
Bouncing. Crashing
Repeating on a loop
Dying a little more each time
For years and years
And years
Until fear and limbo was all that she knew
Survival mode
Was supposed to be temporary
Not a way of life.
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Janine McCollum
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