Farther Than an Undetected Star, but . . .
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We know that nothing can be further from
Us, further than the past. The past is gone
Much farther than orations from the dumb.
A sunset past is further than a dawn
Tomorrow even if we die before
It breaks. Yet every day a song we knew
Brings back a love long dead. A door
That we forgot appears. We stagger through
It. 
Agonies scarred over seize our throats.
We turn a corner and the one we lost
Comes back (but not). The sins we did make notes
