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Sep 2014
tiny piece of plastic
keeps coming to surface
on the conscious mind

The plastic Crucifix
given as gift
A string Rosary

Barbara when living
asked my prayer
after she died

The tiny piece of plastic
pressed into my hand
fifteen years
keeps surfacing

RIP Barbara
Written by
nivek
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