How (Poem)

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How is it that when I see him in my dreams

The most traumatizing of memories

I feel strong?


How is it that when think of her in daydreams

Going over our happy memories

I feel weak?


How is it that when they wrap their arms around me

Making new, emotional memories

I feel helpless?


How is it that when I hear my mother's cries

As I recall my grieving memories

I feel useless?

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