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Dec 2021
A year since his death and I’m fine.
I don’t mind formalities but
Being backed into corners by crazy family is more than I can handle.
    Your aura has changed!
    It’s blue, know what that means?
    Oh, of course not.
    I never saw you as a writer but
    Psychology is a well-fitting hat.
    Are you happy? You look sad,
    Whys that?
I’d be happy without this conversation.
There’s no cold water left.
I wake up and everyone is still here.
The house is anxious
The dog screams
I say these things, but I know I am fine.
Abner Ros
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Abner Ros  Australia
(Australia)   
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