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Oct 2020
The ink of these letters soak through parchment
leaving stains on the maple underneath.
You look down at them on a later day,
and wonder what it was you'd thought to say.
Shin
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Shin  30/M/Chicago
(30/M/Chicago)   
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     Shin and Carrie Crusoe
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