Why do they say you are not you
in this unfolding life before me?
Do they not see ~ the promise of you?
~ the being of you?
~ the very sacredness of you?
in this unfolding life before me?
Do they not see ~ the promise of you?
~ the being of you?
~ the very sacredness of you?
(original poem and photograph copyright protected by Casey)
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