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Call Me (Free verse) by newdawnfades Call me if you have a moment
left in your day
to embrace a memory
when we were sure
that flowers were red and pink,
and that love is dead,
dying in every moment
in every minute of every day,
dripping like sap
down the trunk
of my left breast
and both corners of both eyes.
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