a shadow cast

i wear my forebears on my sleeve
as a known,
as an unknown history
i would run toward,
but it left
or it was never there,
it depends on where you look.

i am evidence of survival,
best not to take that lightly;
were they the fittest?
were they the luckiest?
maybe…
maybe not…but I’m here,
I’m now…
a shadow cast
by the light of the past
stretching off to a fine line.

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