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Apr 2017
I watch, I wonder.
I drive the nail on in again.
With every scream she plunders,
An unseen drop falls from miles ahead.
I drive and drive.
I let the wind talk for me instead.
She takes and grows from it.
I watch, I wonder.
I laugh and drive the nail again.
Katrina DeLeon
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