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Dec 2020
grief is a ribbon-
tied to the soul-
threading in ache
its stripped within
a  dis formality.
  all  clothed in rage
to knotted fright
my  lost contempt
is a  parallel seclusion  
it drift with resentment
the bond is formidable.
Baby Dianah' Rose Richard
Written by
Baby Dianah' Rose Richard  29/F/Brooklyn
(29/F/Brooklyn)   
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