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LADY WALKING
She walks a marathon distance each day,
passing people she has known for years
now unrecognizable, vague, like shadows.
She no longer engages with them,
struggling to distinguish between the faded faces.
She retraces each step, regardless of the weather -
always dressed for it. Back and forth.
The same handful of routes trodden in sequence.
The same street corner where she...
Monday 31st January 2022 10:16 am
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