it's what we say to ourselves
I've turned a corner
I'm over it
but the corner is still there
behind
and there again when you walk past
there's the grief corner
the corner of lost loves
the corner around which my dead are present
the corner of regrets
the corner of betrayers
I no longer walk past that corner
I no longer walk past that corner
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