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Apr 2017
he left again
in the early morning

sunlight touches
silver through
the heavy blinds

i clean the dishes from
the kitchen table

new shadows settle
restless bruises against
the curve of my hand
PelicanDeath
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PelicanDeath  Utah
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   Azaria
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