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Jul 2021
An unconvincing smile
Let slip the obligatory lie;

Our hands limp at our sides
Rather than likewise occupied;

Ours lips retained run-down recollections
That our bodies begged to remember;

An inconvenient fork
Found us falling away;

My best friend since departed
While I was forced to stay.
A Mess of Words
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A Mess of Words  M
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     --- and Weeping willow
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