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Dec 6
My world is being *****
into
a residential park.
My great-grandfather's land
has been filled with concrete
and the roof
that my grandparents covered
has been torn down.
The swing
that the father built for the daughters
has long been rotting
with dead dogs
in the dung heap
that will soon be a parking lot.
And then there is nothing.
And nobody.
OpiaOnism
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