I can still smile
and know who you are
my Love
but I feel
the earth giving way
beneath me
more and more
and I'm afraid
afraid the day might
come when I will be
a stranger
lost behind the door
of yesterday, unfamiliar
even to myself
and you, my Love
won't ever find
the key.
Joanne Cucinello
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