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Nov 2016
These memories
are but little lingerings
as brief
as the warm breath
felt from a whisper into the ear
like a burnt tongue
or a splintered fingertip
whos pain is only recognized
with even the slightest of touch.
Jeremy Bean
Written by
Jeremy Bean  M/Detroit, Michigan
(M/Detroit, Michigan)   
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