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May 2017
she wore a white dress
and believed in magic
now and then
she wrote stories on city streets
on inked notebook pages
and crafted memorials into ghosts
sterilizing thorns of roses
praying
who knew?

they clapped hands
and she decided
she'll never look back
again
*and I think I knew
Fervent Poetry
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Fervent Poetry  Denmark
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     Jamal Abboud and k e i
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