how wild am I? in your memories. how much did i laugh? i dont remember, not a single day from the past and i wonder, was i the woman in the wheelchair looking out of the window questioning existence or did i become her somewhere in the meantime? 

were you the man in the cemetery or am i imagining you trying to fill my loneliness with faces of people ive never met? have we met? do we know each other? can i meet you again? 

how did i look? in your memories. was i thin, tall, short, fat? did i have acnee? 

what was i thinking? did i ever tell you? was i a radical, a feminist or was i stupid, thoughtless, an empty body with an empty brain? did... did we use to brainstorm or did we just sit in silence trying to remember how we looked yesterday? 

who was i? does anybody remember me or my face or my soul did somebody memorize what i was saying feeling thinking reading? or am i still burned by the other lives i lived? 

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