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mother

and so I'm finally an orphan.

all your deaths
have scarred my soul:
I've grown numb
to my own death
number 1 of 1

burn

so, eventually there comes a time
when our words mean nothing
when our ink's dried out
and our pain is gone
and nothing is, but
what we do.

ages-old friend
 welcome back
 together again

 let us love

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