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I was living certain and sure
of the future I desired
A house by the water
sea air kissing my eyes
before I brave the morning paper
A figure framed in a gaping doorway
watching freighters skim the horizon
Rest my coffee cup on the fence
slide a nail down this foriegn envelope
draw the perfumed letter from within
The paper see-through
like her summer dresses
My fingers beneath it
...
Monday 13th April 2020 1:39 pm
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