Looking Back

I look back.

It’s never intentional.

Nothing but pain follows.

It’s something I have no power over.

No, I lack the power.

I feel the past, bititng me.

Tainting the present, the future.

Thinking back, I’ve changed so little.

Yet, everything is different.

I look back… for something.

 

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