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I bought 22 calendars
and stacked them, to see
how long I could stand

those blank squares, like rooms
in a HDB; as empty as drywall.
Everything, anything could fit-

anything could have. But the pages
are glued shut now, lost to memory.
Will you be with me today next year?

I shudder. How many pages would be
a good estimate? It need not be
reasonable. It never is.

What if I’d doubled down- bought 33.
Could see to 2050, in your final stages.
I’d have to bury you in an empty plot,
surrounded by stacks of silent pages.

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