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Nov 2010
Stained pillow covers
Write their own
Story.
Mine said,
“pens are dearest
Yet most worldly.”
Half empty *****
Atop a wooden table
Unfinished meal
And a
Misty glass window.
And then,
Rain speaks once,
Twice,
Thrice –
Bed’s empty.
I am
Empty.
Perhaps,
Forever be.
Joyce
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Joyce
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