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Sep 2013
Me and Dee,
2007.
An afternoon
Scrabble session.

Friendly game
Turning sour,
Silence,
Filling up the hours.

I slyly grin and
Slowly lean.
******* Dee!
β€œByzantine”.

He narrows his eyes,
Calm and small,
Then throws the Scrabble board
At the wall.
A Mareship
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