Statistics
memory has a side that’s a hellish curse
as it refuses to let go of injustices
dreadful accidents
cruel attacks
wouldn’t it be utterly liberating
to crush and disintegrate
debilitating memories
in order to lead our life free
bad things happen every day
experiences that are hardly unique
sometimes not even the most tragic
in the grander scheme of things
when we stop and think about it
we really just fall into
sets of statistics
but can choose
not to
stagnate
there
AP: 2nd place 2021
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