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Mar 2015
Like the container you left in my kitchen when you forgot to say goodbye.
I stared at it and turned it over and over in my hands
As I packed to run away from your ghost.
I put it into the bottom of a box labeled β€œkitchen”
And I know its still sitting there, waiting for me,
For the day I eventually decided to unpack.

*3.5 years later
Cassandra Sykes
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