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Jun 27
She would have been
101 today.

She
must have
thought about it —
like we all do

picturing herself
in a future body —
in a future year like 2025.

In 2025, I’ll be 101 —
she must have figured,
somewhere along the way,
wondering
where should would be-
what it would be like

what it would feel like
to be gone.
June 27, 2025, poem
Written by
Casey Hayward  36/United States
(36/United States)   
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