She reappears
As if by miracle
The same face,
head titled slightly to the left,
angled, filling the fram
darker in some ways
than the portrait
I’ve kept in mind
All these long years
Yet the same
All-consuming eyes,
Weight of the world
On her shoulders
Doubtful about it all
Having taken the previous
Picture down,
Fearing the unknown
Her face
A face
I could never forget,
Even if I’d wanted
to
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