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Jun 2013
If I had one more moment to speak my mind
I'd give it all to you.
Everything I heard, all I felt in my breath
Would be yours to absorb in whole.
Swallow each word, sweet or sharp
And digest it down to the depths of your stomach.
My living soul and immortal memory would be left
In your hands, your mind to prosper on
Until we both perished like the expiring milk
On my refrigerator shelves.
Annie Young
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Annie Young  New York
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