We meet at a park
and I think
what a twisted metaphor.
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Because it feel like I'm returning to old roots,
it feels like I'm treading the line between
young and old.
My mind has become a clear blue sky
and I've weeded the darkness from my heart.
Suki and I hold hands
as Aoi kisses her children one by one
and lets them run up to where we sit under the tree.
She hesitates, watching them.
Her eye catches mine and-
guilt, loathing, grudges
old pains never go away.
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