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Tuesday, April 16, 2013

My Pillow

My pillow may never smell of your hair,
to remind me where your head once laid.

But I can imagine how it might-

-how the indentation might sit just so,
cradling a single fallen hair, from
the spot where your head lay soft in the valley.

How long would I keep it
laying perfectly still?

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