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I read a poem
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I read a poem
about a dresser
and all the memories it held.
I remembered
one thing
in a sideboard.
I remembered
a long cone shape
wrapped in cord
containing something
hard and dark brown, that smelled.
I never knew
...
Tuesday 5th December 2017 11:58 am
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