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  Oct 2021 glass
SCHEDAR
but,
out of my
hands

So thirsty
My dad is a poet
who can no
longer find his
words

Blessings for healing
  Oct 2021 glass
SCHEDAR
Wrap me up

address me

handle me with care

send me through channels
of touch

far away from the loneliness
that has stolen
so much
For my dad
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