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making the stranger familiar and the familiar stranger
Cyber-Psalm 72

Still morning. Still mourning.
Good grief. God, grief! 
Sad face. Mad place.

Danced and laughed. Bad puns.
Songs sung. Words wrong.
Flowers, cats and wine.

Start to write. Then remember.
Wait for a call. Forgot again.
Heaven shiny. Dull without you.

 


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