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Sep 7
I was sent a gift,
By US Mail.
It contained a coin.
A precious tale.

A cut appeared.
On the envelope smooth.
You couldn't tell.
I trusted the view.

But when I opened.
The gift for me.
It wasn't there.
To set me free...
09-06-24 - A gift that was sent to me posthumously, by a very close friend. Many years ago.
Drab
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Drab  Agender/The final frontier
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