While I Still Remember

("From Omega to Alpha")

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It used to be so full in here
Until a while ago.
There was another presence here;
I can't remember who.
A sharing of a plastic bridge,
A glass owl, or some sand.
But now they're all my own to have;
All mine, this watery land.
It's always been like this in here,
But always isn't long...
Is that a bridge I see just there?
That's new, if I'm not wrong...

Owen S. Dunn, October 1995.

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