i wore a darkness several sizes too big. It hung on me like a mother's dress. What can i give you that will be of use in your next life? The one you will live without me. I love the lace in solace. And this poem, um, the title is a run in,. so it goes straight into the first, the first sentence of the poem. We don't stop. We just being what we are, and start being what where?What can i giveYou to carry there? These shadows of leaves, the lace insolace, this soft hand me down darkness.

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