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Apr 2019
neon blue motel room,
Oroville, California-
how sweet to feel
warm air again.

can’t seem to fill
in these postcards,
words
spent on
the wrong meanings
all these years.

for what it's
worth, I chose
a 17th century
Flemish painted
azalea stamp for you,
stuck it in
the corner
where I've been
hovering,
        poised-
Sarah Clark
Written by
Sarah Clark  32/F/Reno, NV
(32/F/Reno, NV)   
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