Apr 14
You woke,
not knowing your name—
only the weight of breath
and the pull of light.
Before mirrors,
before clocks,
before the word you—
what were you?
And who decided
that was enough?
not knowing your name—
only the weight of breath
and the pull of light.
Before mirrors,
before clocks,
before the word you—
what were you?
And who decided
that was enough?
(F/Krypton)
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