as i
gaze upon
the chalk outlines
a grim, hollow reminder
of a brief moment
so long ago
i wonder
what is
there to offer
to comfort
those who are
the departed
water
to quench their thirst
for life
a silence
that complements
their own
a voice
too conflicted
to take a side
or this
a hope
for never again
again and again
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