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i remembered (Free verse) by skaskowski gasp with greed,
your flail, alike.
a grasp of reeds,
a subtle plight.
banked on rubbly
slipping sides,
you
raspy voiced,
your cry, aside.
your clenching fist,
a muddled try.
tanked, but flanked by
harsh replies.
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