That Hiroshima Nostalgia

My sister Y and I went to Hiroshima for a day
to see our other sister in high school.
It’s been a while since we’ve been back at our school.
(We all went to the same high school, in case you couldn’t tell.)

Walking through the campus,
down the Cinderella stairs (below).
It all brought back old memories of my time there.
It was odd in the sense that
nothing seems to have changed.
And yet everything has.
How every one seems to be a stranger
but familiar at the same time.

More than anything though
it was great to see our sister enjoying her school life.

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