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Sep 2014
Today*
I asked her
who *he
was
and her eyes went cold,
hand fell limp in mine.
I felt her palm warm
and her mouth twitched at the edges.
The silence was deafening
as she tried to slow her breathing.

She said,
"No one."
jls
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