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Mar 2016
Deal out the cards.
I knew enough about the cards that counted.
As wholes, or parts.
With movement or just motionless figures. You're lookin for a certain picture.
Waiting.
The blackboard of my mind had been erased.
I was choking on my words.
I couldn't remember what to say.
All missing.
Kaitlyn Goode
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Kaitlyn Goode
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