Day 2001, still.

I think she was still holding her umbrella

not to hide for the rain

she was no longer listening

~

she crossed the empty street

she didn’t know

only her feet 

~

the light was bright

from a sun far above

there where no shadows

~

I saw her disappear in the cemetery

no longer in use

but still

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