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Jun 2018
He filled concrete
in my broken sidewalk cracks,
a way to fill
my empty void.
He did not tell me
the concrete
was dissolvable
and temporary.
So when a rain of tears
fell into the cracks,
the concrete washed away,
and my empty void
emerged again.
Naomi
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Naomi  20/F
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