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The cast

I once hoped that one loss
would replace another,
But they just pile up,
compound and set,
until I
am bound in stone,
a great cast that 
constricts me in swathes of memory and
heals naught within
but sucks all life into itself,
until I
am nothing but the cast,
a perfect replica,
a perfect vacuum
within a perfect shell of
paper-thin perfect longing