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Vicki Kralapp
Poems
Feb 2023
THE DAWN OF NIGHT
You died, slipping into my memory like the ghost you were.
I held you high on a pedestal, above the winds of change.
But time caught up to the friend you once were,
and you fell too far for me to catch.
Written by
Vicki Kralapp
Oshkosh
(Oshkosh)
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