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We talked about your last goodbye
Not last like final
But the last time you said it
Chronologically
You said it had felt sensual
Knowing you would be away for a week
Knowing the light would shine somewhere else
For those blessed seven days
I told you what had happened
One day in
When my typewriter grew fangs
And the microwave meals you had left
Lined up in ...
Thursday 22nd October 2015 11:13 pm
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