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Day 44

Today I sit in the same place,

in a world I've never faces

and face every day.

 

I am awake and have stayed asleep

for too many days.

 

What do I give my daughter?

 

Every sound, word, smell, movement

locked away and now open.

 

We have asked where it hurts.

Now ask where are you

alive?

 

Give her a life; it is what she is.

Give her a stronger love

to inherit.

100poemsMegan Bowser