Chapitre 10: Poem 7: Her
Her
I am no longer her.
She is no longer me.
The present is to see.
But the past let be.
Though we are connected.
Our similarities twisted.
For how can you be one.
When what is left is none.
The DNA we share.
Thus makes us aware.
For how she is.
That which relates to me.
We have the past.
Yet our companionship doesn't last. ForIamme.
The one who abandoned she.
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