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Jan 2012
She's last year's model.
Scouring the sewers now
For a temporary replacement
How the times go fast.

This time, every time, nothing
Seemed to go right always -  
Always some marginal error
That grows magically in magnitude

Dare not speak of tragedies
Hidden well by silence and
Plastic drapery strategically hung
To hide how we really felt

Left unattended those veins
And arteries that once
Sweet Dopamine and Oxytocin flowed
Congeal, clog, atrophy and collapse

Shedding a carcass of love
Full of bittersweet memories
Exposed to the elements within
To be plastered over by time
Written by
Allan E Bartlett
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