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For Nubi.

I long for Jesse and the knife, Nubi and the spinning top,

for Meg and her garden.

I long for primality,

for the cold concrete of the forsaken bridge.

All are memories burnt into my soul, yet never to be.

The mind is a cruel thing.

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samuel-mcloughlin

English

Published: Jun 5, 2010
LinesWords: 646

Notes: A tribute to Mortal Ghost ( L. Lee. Lowe). I mean, really. Read it.

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