Stack

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a stack of paper
not so robust but
under your hand like
a tight sheet on a
hotel bed, somewhere
you can go into
and close the door,
an envelope,
letters you don’t send,
the guardian of words
and wishing, the end
of all you’ve said

 

 

 

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