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September 23 Untitled Sunset
sun playing
through my
lashes
I remember
how we used to love
There's time
now for me
to think,
cold wind
blows my face
tugs at my
hands holding
my coat.
I remember
our life
angry words
desolate tears
why wasn't love
enough?
Sunlight has
left me
making the the cold
colder
a symbol
of
my mood.
Trinity Keller~1978
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