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Oct 2018
Grief becomes you.
Your wan, tear-stained face.
Your razor-sharp finely cut dress,
black shoes, black pearls, black hat, black veil.

You were cavalier in life,
cloying with black at death.
Arlice W Davenport
Written by
Arlice W Davenport  M/Kansas
(M/Kansas)   
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