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A keen eye's woe
A misplaced comma,
an extra apostrophe,
page numbers missing;
a million little things to fix
that ought not to
take away the aura
of the piece but make me
stop and scream
How reckless
to leave the reader in such a mess
when they should only
focus on the very best
Monday 6th July 2020 4:17 pm
Did I Ever Tell You...
I’m digging through letters for clues
For endearments that will fill my cup
They spill over and fall away
As they come in with a rush
Too many to grasp
I pick them up one by one
In hopes to hold onto
Little pieces of you
Wednesday 1st July 2020 10:05 pm
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