To tell apart

she hugged a book tight
so as to push her
skin towards her

to bridge a sky of gap
infested by guilt-ridden
presumptions flying over
a rainbow of childhood dreams
sprinkled with sparkling
pride reflecting in the sun
of exaggeration

but force by inheritance
has only ever

regardless of the
subject’s presence

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