I guess we just forgot
this would happen to you and everyone,
here and then you're not
I stayed a week inside your house
Did I think I'd find you there?
I walked the hallways, climbed the stairs
I was a child whispering
Where are you?
Shattered prism glass
refracting infinite
What becomes of us, I don't understand
I watch a kettle on the stove
and the wick of a candle burn
I try to catch the steam and smoke
I am a child calling out
Where are you?

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