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Not Home No More

Chatter of clapping feet on rain
Wooden legs yearning trembling dresses 
Falling, shattering
His glasses empty 
Upon brunette floorboards 
Now all the same

 

◄ Aces Always Guilt-black

Naivety On A Walk ►

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