I loathe her decisions
I envy her happiness
Yet we are same blood that
I can’t make up my mind
to release her ashes to where they belong
Instead
I password lock them up
Make sure they are there
As they were
Everything in its place
Unmoved unchanged
Just covered
with lengthy white linen
Windows closed
in a dead girl’s room
The shoe box
From her last will
On my hand
Maybe I will reopen
Those yellowed paper
Or maybe
I will keep adding
More and more dead girls
For a future heir
To rediscover
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If they ever wake up I will do
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