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Lilith Reid Brown
Poems
Feb 2015
Untitled
I was so very almost
Clean of you
Until I picked up the phone
And in seven small digits
Threw all that in the gutter.
We're just kids
And this love is somehow invalidated by
Age and naΓ―vetΓ©
But all this nothing
Is worth more than
So many somethings.
See you then.
this is just a drabble, I guess
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Lilith Reid Brown
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