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Jan 2017
Endless seconds spent with you
curled under stark red sheets
replaying one scratched disc.
The tired dregs of August,
September, October,
before tree lots replaced pumpkin patches
and my pillow became hers.
we haven't talked in years.
Allie
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Allie  Atlanta, GA
(Atlanta, GA)   
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