Tuesday, May 26, 2020

Page by Page

She’s a book with missing pages. What I need is not there. What she is is not. She’s a book with missing pages, the remaining are left singed and frayed. Most of the damage self-inflicted. She’s a book with missing pages. This book is not good. She’s a book with missing pages. What’s missing is bright. I gave her some pages but she tore out the light. 

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