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Jul 2023
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I’ve grieved…
Not so much over what was lost.
More so the way
I tried to bury these memories.

Candles…
that for a time once,
stoked hale,
unflickering flames.

All tied to strings
that lead straight to my heart
and all partially buried…
In many a shallow grave.

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Perhaps because a deeper tomb
would mean a lesser purchase
and looser grip on these strings.

I never could let go…


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ryn
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