questions i can not ask

trying to find my identity,
through my own pieces

but what if the pieces were all gone
wondering what a war victim
or a disaster victim thinks
how does one identify oneself then,
“one victim here, musing..”

and if not, then
who am i,
where do i live,
what am i here

‘why’ is a question
i cannot ask,
there is no answer good enough for that

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