Borders
I do not know whether I am mourning,
the fate of so many civilizations, languages,
and ways of seeing the world,
that you knew best,
Or whether I mourn
that you are gone,
I can not even ask you,
How a line drawn on a map,
Can cause so much destruction,
You left me to ponder the horror alone,
Leaving me at the edge of a world,
I’ll never understand,
While the sights I wanted to see,
The knowledge I craved,
Was all within you
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