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Sep 2016
I become gluttonous
on solitude,

the way a person luxuriates
in furs and silk,

Italian leather,
diamond rings.

The finer things.

What can possibly be finer
than silence?
Erin Suurkoivu
Written by
Erin Suurkoivu  F/Canada
(F/Canada)   
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