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Yellow, she lay False teeth, out Cheeks, sunken and pale Awaiting the hour That must come. Fears? She had none. Regrets? Perhaps a few. Concerns? There were many. Help him make sauce, she asked. He knows many things Can learn the rest But this, he will miss. He kept her photograph Black and white, warm... Continue Reading →

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