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Aug 2019
you fell from. When you came
crashing down you crumbled
as you broke your crown. I stumbled
on your broken piece and fell

beneath. It laid over me
like a canopy blocking the light. I grew
pale overnight. I’m still trying
to get out from under

this rubble. Never again will I
place my head
where my feet should be. I’ll greet
you face to face hereon - equally
sandra wyllie
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sandra wyllie  56/F
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