I wonder

I wonder if she would have been
If she had been allowed to be
or if she was
and it was all on the down low
I wish
I wish I had known her now
as the me I am
rather than who I was
and been able to ask
The hugeness
that I believe
was all of her world
makes me sad
and proud and makes me want
to talk to the her she was
as the me I am now.

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