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time stopped after faces smiled--
squinting at square time-capsuled windows
books packed, amber remains to portray
slices of cryogenic experience
yellowed paper in brittle plastic sheathes
stare back at me-- voices call
to the nowhere places that are not
wishing, wondering, "what if?"
--look for some dimensional door
some resemble me too, horribly so
the mocker looks artificial,...
Wednesday 10th February 2021 6:19 pm
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