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Oct 2020
for desperate want of a hobby or two
people gardened her.
spending sweet days sowing
and sweater nights
grafting desire through the limbs.

how many of these seeds fell
down into the cracks
of what they thought deserved?
which ones sprouted up the veins
of what was needed?
Anne M
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