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Aug 2016
Her, him, them,
We, us, then

The congregation grew less
Until in this empty church pew, Only I was left.
I wandered to find a feeling
An emotion other than losing

Her, him, them
...me
We, us at an end

The procession said its final amen
Relationships now reaching end
They walk until I am left
This empty church pew, and nothing less.
Jess Hays
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Jess Hays
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