Earthquake

I don’t know who I’m meeting today. She was my friend, my lover, my wife. Who is she now? Has she changed as much as I have? Who am I? I’m still uncovering that. I wish I knew already. I wish I was clear already. The ground is still shifting beneath my feet, and all I can do is keep standing.

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