we were all children
once

welcome to all of you
welcome to here

It feels like dancing with a blindfold on

a stone is just
a momentary 
getting together
of sand

alone but not lonely
isolated but not separate
closed but not finished

We might feel a bit less hardened
We might feel a bit more free

There was finally something real to be afraid of
There was finally no reason to fear

the new abnormal
is groundless 
yet deeply 
rooted in place
where we shelter

long ago ancient humans 
left echoes of their existence
with ghost prints

may the neighbour you never knew
become your confidante 

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