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Paper cuts
Cuts from pristine crisp yellow pages
leading to a moonlit night
beside the waves
with the onomatopoeia of the lapping waters
against your feet
and the warmth from the
fire beside
Cuts from letters
not pronouncing love
but charges for services with “friendly reminder” written in red
and an occasional congratulations
and seasonal “vote for me”s
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Tuesday 8th November 2022 5:41 am
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