as one shugs off a comment, a joke too true
that burns like a salty sweat drop in the eye.
Sun never sets, it only moves homes daily
as childhood friends don't disappear but
go on living lives instead, just reemerging
From many years mist, a grocery store
so muted and different yet still the same,
it's not a secret yet no one really knows
the way things work when we finally go.
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