You Pronounce The Word “Curtains” Weirdly

I never realised
Before I came back
From the brink of wherever I was
The number of things
that stood out about me
If you only looked close enough

A lifetime ago I disappeared
Melted like the T-1000
Ready to reform anew and
You were all there waiting
Paying attention
Giving a shit without expecting repayment
Til it feels like I’m really here, existing
And thanking the old me for bringing me through

I never realised
Until people actually listened
That the things that I’m saying are wrapped up in history
With vowels snatched from where I’ve lived, who I’ve met
And the particular things my Welsh Nan said
Lines tracing back that lead down to this
Strange concoction of emphasis

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