‘sleep well my beloved sister’

I don’t know who to talk too.

I’m not sure what to say.


My heart, my insides

feel heavy.

But not.

Possibly regret.

Possibly grief.


It’s too late.

For everything.

Your dead.

I think they forgot

we are sisters.

Remember    …

the forgotten one.

Rest easy

the loved one.

Rest easy.

pai moe toku tuahine aroha


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