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About Me
meena
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Thursday, September 28, 2023
grief
The display of grief is indecent
I've been indecent too often
like when my grandmother died,
or my love bird flew away,
and my singer succumbed to covid.
Now
my baby ails,
to a different tune each day
some known mostly unknown,
and I am indecent
every night.
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