How much does it take to forget someone?
How much does it take to pull off all the people,
Residing within your soul and blood
And hence become completely yourself ?
Those who have passed are past
That past moans for me, haunts me
I have seen the tree in front of my house,
All green once,
Now mourning for its shedded leaves
The tree — old, wearied, experienced, looks beautiful,
Amongst all its fellow mates,
With only its branches left now
I too— wan, tired, experienced, looks beautiful,
gazing aimlessly at my fellow friend, asking
— How much does it take to forget someone?
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