From safely perched behind my face, partitioned by the screen;

How can I think myself “enlightened” when there was so much I failed to see!

Naive was I to try and save you with just an advocates’ dream.

In my fight to save our fragile connection, I underestimated the enemy.

Choosing to believe the clever lies, the screen would tell my heart.

I did not see the truth so steeply implanted, we were doomed right from from the start!

Now, the memory of how you looked at me, as the light of hope left your eyes,

Comes crashing through my screened partition, and forever haunts my days and nights!


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