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Mar 2022
I stare at the black and white picture on your tombstone
Your face stamped into the earth
You left imprints in my heart
Occasionally some other thing will come along
Vying to fill the gaps you left
But I never let anything into those incisions
For though there are deep empty spots in me
They remind me you were here
The lingering spaces left by you
Are my last reminders you were really mine once
Grace E
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Grace E  28/F/Probably a coffee shop
(28/F/Probably a coffee shop)   
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