i remember this other life.
walking
gently on thin ice from dawn
to
night.
wondering which mask
would she wear
today.
what role, what act, what stage
was she on.
who was she now?
which side of her would win out.
i remember thinking am i crazy?
or is she?
is this a dream, some
place i can't wake up from.
how did i get here?
where's the door, the window,
who has the key?
i remember this other life,
and think
that it was a hundred years
ago
and other times it feels
like it was
yesterday.
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