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Apr 2014
What good and what tragedy will come of it?
To reach back through murky time
to air out our togetherness like winter sheets,
in hope the mustiness and dust will disappear.

To wrap you back around my skin,
a blanket of familiarity
so patched, so frayed.
Will the cold shiver through old comfort?
Sobriquet
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Sobriquet  27/Aotearoa
(27/Aotearoa)   
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