I invite my younger self for coffee. She's 15 minutes early, and I'm 30 minutes late. She asks me how I'm doing, And I don't know how to answer.
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This concept of liaising with our younger self isn't new; but you documented it perfectly in this poem, Za7ra. And I love the positivity of it all.