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May 2015
Someone asked if I miss you.
I didn't answer.
I closed my eyes and walked away
and whispered, "so much"

The hotel window is dark now
It used to be full of life
Now the honking horns just scare me
The shadows run away as if they too
are scared

Now
My only entertainment
Is hopping over cracks
in the pavement
on the path to
Death
harmony crescent
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   FaraAnn, --- and Cecil Miller
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