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Titanic Voices XXVII

by amanda-evett

XXVII A three of clubs. A clarinet missing seven keys. A left shoe, untied. A cross on a fine gold chain. Hot and cold bath knobs. Three rubies, twelve emerald earrings And seven diamond necklaces. A baby doll. A broken pocket watch. Gold coins. The teardrops of every man to lose a lover The hurt of every child to have lost a mother For every girl to have lost a boy For every hand to have lost a hand to hold A friend to lose a friend One thousand, five hundred and seventeen souls.
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Jun 17, 2017
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