We are not allowed
to feel the sun
warm our face
for more than
a fleeting moment.
We are not allowed
to bask in newfound
love without being
bombarded with questions
and expectations.
We are not allowed
to grieve the dead
but are told instead
to move forward;
it’s what they’d want.
We are not allowed
to remain in contemplation;
the world no longer tolerates
it. Instead, we are dragged forward
in fear of being left behind.
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