I knew he was gone,
and I knew that I didn't feel enough,
certainly not enough to do the right thing,
at the right time,
at that time,
for him and for them,
my selfishness presented itself in time,
in that metric,
and I was concerned that I would make the wrong moves later in life,
and I was concerned it was already getting late,
because I could see it,
the Fata Morgana,
the one that didn't belong to me,
or anyone---
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