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[diffuse]

i've been blessed.
the blessing is a curse.
i don't know how to use it
so i look for other people
to share it with.
but it never works.

because we're all afraid
of detachment,

of what the irregular, jagged
edges mean,

of impermanence.
because everything is
was.
because no one said goodbye.
because we never let go.
because memory sees half-full
of what was.

because we're all still trying to hold on
when all we really need is to let go.