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Such A Waste

by NMartSwim

Your hands reach to touch again Vaporous flesh greets open palms Puzzeld I see your face contortions of emotion You lack direction Don’t question the ghost of past I’m not home to answer Find direction and remove yourself from me
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QV
<p>I think this has been your best piece of writing. It captures the moment very well :) Keep on wriitng. Q.V.</p>

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