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Nov 2019
they came to me at night with messages to bring

i won't ever forget the silence they carried to me

in arms that cradled words i could not understand

each syllable they uttered through chapped lips vibrated in my head

they reach out to me with molding skin

i see it fall to the ground in rotting clumps

they wrap me in their decaying embrace one last time

and when i awake

i find myself crying.
a final goodbye
lua
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lua  16/F/on the moon
(16/F/on the moon)   
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   Salmabanu Hatim, laura and Redaviel
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