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Reedited 10.25.2022:

1.  Replaced the word Conservancy with its more appropriate word designation for what I was thinking about by the time of its inception (I was mistaken at the proper word usage to mean the preservation of Japan's traditional buildings or architectures or, definitely, its own heritage reflected in many of its natural landscapes, notwithstanding its built environment (rojis, satoyama, Takayama City, et al).

2.  Reedited form, despite being a free-verse form, just to make one long line to not stand out

awkwardly from the seemingly uniformly ordered poem.

3rd Reedition (10.08.2022 [06:20]) Added the following, or beside the poem's title, as its subtitle: (American Norms).

2nd Reedition (10.08.2022 [05:56] )  Free verse was restructured by moving "—" in [deemed] more appropriate spaces because of its affective quality, like (perhaps) a function served by a "caesura" that could mean a lot, or contribute to,  the conveyance of the verses' very expressive qualities (in or by themselves).

Reedited (09.30.2022):  Added more content and more delineated tropes and shaped a more grammatical English in the mix up against one's switch between paradigms (of the vernaculars held or modified as part of one's evolving cultural history or embedded linguistic indentity).

Written 1/13/21

Forgotten

Theres not a day I don't think of the people that are missing in my life. One day Dad, I'll see you again. You've got me always looking up.

Literally did this in a matter of minutes, as I've always thought I was right to do poetry so I thought I'd give it a go.

Maybe this peom will reach her in the distant future. She is on Facebook but I am not. I could just message it to her but I cant get over my butterflies. I am too nervous to send it to her directly.