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Triolet on Initials Carved into a Park Bench By Tara Grover Smith On painfully searing days as these, I scratch my fingers on splinters of you, scorch on young wood, bare thighs and knees on painfully searing days as these. Initials faded and failed, now I release rage, love and age, your burdens too. On painfully searing days as these, I scratch my fingers on splinters of you. |
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