Recursive 03/06/25

Jun 2, 2025
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Updated: Oct 9, 2025

Gatekeeper

Why are you here?

I lived here.

But who are you?

I lived here,

two years,

my home behind these doors,

my days spent within.

But why have you come?

26 years of memories here,

of old family, new love,

and young friendships.

But you don’t belong.

Yes not anymore,

you’ve made that

quite clear.

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