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youknewmehere

I have for worry
one more ring –
a chain around my neck
a silver plated heart
for wearing down

the promise
once I held onto
folded near again
crushed against the hinges
by seasons of remorse
til all I knew of words
was indigo

verses since forgotten
are working at the lock –
inches from another
left undone

. . .

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