I look you up
see where and what you are
so I keep a safe distance
In honest moments admit
I look for your obituary
the long wait to end
I wonder what I'll do that day
as I read your death on the page
shoulders shaking
sharp intake of breath
the years-long exhale
as I let the weight of my shame go

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