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09 September Smoke · 9 of 11

in the morning grief sitsin the cornerwith accusing eyesi draw the shades
head lowered it drainsthe colors from the rugand curlsnext to me
a ragged breath shuddersa cold finger to my lipsit whispershush
keeningit latches to my chestand drinkseyes closed
i crywordlesstearlesssilent

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