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May 2013
the morning that you left
i bought a black felt pen
and almost drew your face
in the mirror

the morning that you left
i bought a flower
and thought about watering it

the morning that you left
i went for a walk and
caught a cactus
in my foot
david badgerow
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david badgerow  29/M/Florida
(29/M/Florida)   
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