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sandra wyllie
Poems
Dec 2020
Maybe He Was
still in bed
with the covers draped
over his bald head.
Maybe he was
dancing with her
as he sat motionless.
He did not stir
Maybe he was
lost in reverie.
Even if I saw him –
he wasn’t with me!
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sandra wyllie
60/F/Boston
(60/F/Boston)
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