It's a photograph of my sister
taken on summer vacation
she is standing at the shore
looking out at the tide, watching the water pull the sand back into the sea.
that is when it could have started
the crying, the sadness, the suicide attempts
the longing to set sail on ships
that leave no tracks
and one day, like a ship
she set sail
and walked into the water
and left no tracks
and all I am left with is a photograph
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