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Patricia May Neiderer

Patricia May Neiderer

deaths tear

missing little piece’s
buried in the box
no edging left
can’t get through the locks
to retrieve through ground
making a strange sound
reviving to life
a rose colored wife

after reading -
A tear stained rose and a broken heart.
by Gee

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