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Elegy (Free verse) by moonUnit

to Hannah, who sets a second place at the dinner table anyway. to James, who cannot cry although he knows it is expected. to Phoebe, who thinks she hears his name everywhere. to Marcus, who cradled her as she grew smaller. to Elliot, who ran into the kitchen and stopped, remembering. to us.

<~> 18-Dec-02/7:20 AM
i think the title gives it away, k. it did for me anyway.
bittersweet, and well done. thanks.




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