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“To My Dearest”

After many years our passion had cooled.

But when you died,

I discovered the evidence.

Lipstick on collars, late night calls, love letters.

Receipts and roadmaps.

Withered flowers, chess pieces, take-out boxes.

All things that made me cry.

Signs that all along, I was yours and you were mine.

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