somewhere between
afraid of dying
and afraid of living.
but it wasn't always that way.
i have a picture
of her at the beach
in a pink bathing suit,
sitting under an umbrella
holding a drink
with a long striped
straw.
she's smiling for the camera,
her sunglasses on.
behind her is the ocean,
the sand.
the blue sky stretching
beyond
and beyond.
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