the sweet smokey scent of summer spirals around her one last time whispering a sweet but unwelcome goodbye, the parting is bittersweet like a lover leaving for war, they could return but in what condition, and when? she travels home weary and exhausted with the weight of goodbyes, why must her time end while all others are just beginning. her arrival home is not welcomed she is not greeted with welcome or even acknowledgement she is ignored unwanted even in her residence. banished above those below avoid her at all costs like a plague set upon them by genetics, she goes on existing, but not living. as the wise poet had said, parting is such sweet sorrow.
H.
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