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Nov 2012
I never wrote about you.

I wrote about almost everyone else.
But never you.
Because when I tried
It always came out reserved, like steel
The tone a physician uses
When explaining
That a loved one is dead.

That's what this feels like.
It feels like you're dead.
And now I can't tell
If I'm writing this to bring
You back to life,
Or me.
Linne Lanne
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Linne Lanne
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