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Nov 2023
I won’t ask you for your forgiveness
I don’t trust myself to do it differently, if I had it
It is your blessing that I seek
Would you give it to me
Knowing that I lived my life
Without a regard for yours
And it’s only now that you occupy my thoughts

I long to see you again
And I thought about doing it
Every now and then
But, mother, you see
Ought to be spared the pain
Of having to outlive a second son

Until then…

I will keep the necklace they gave me close to my heart
There is a part of you inside the capsule, that hangs
It’s so small
I can hold you in the palm of my hand, big brother
Corey Smith
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