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Jan 2017
Pale.
The day you left
my heart became deathly ill.

Waning moon.
All light retreated with you.

Shadows.*
Im a fraction of self;
incomplete.
Nadine Sharise Hayes
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Nadine Sharise Hayes  North Carolina
(North Carolina)   
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