Coffee gone cold
on the bare wooden table
— the day hesitates.

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Cracked mirror —
what I am becoming
looks back at me.

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Mist over the river;
yesterday’s footsteps fade —
the water remembers.

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Ancient atoms —
my body remembers
other stars.

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A snowflake melts
on my sleeve:
all of winter dies.

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Between two breaths
life pretends
to last.