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My Mom's Plates

My Mom's plates given to me weeks ago, remain in the trunk of my car. Rattling chains of Marley at every bump and turn, reminding me of dinners long ago when we were still a family, when those plates still mattered.
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girlofthesky
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Mar 21, 2015
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