and who’s to say

about these stories
or sides of stories
as it were
which is right
or correct
or more what it is
or how it was
or should have been
that yours is more
than mine
or the
other way
to say?

to all those whose intersections of shared stories make me who I am today, even (especially?) those who are no longer part of the main plot line, only existing and at the mercy of my version of how it went. thank you.

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