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Unboxed I held her tight Her weight in my lap boxed to let her go gently Water & wind ready to embrace her The sun falling halfway Our metal casket gleaming mid-flight I needed her weight in my lap Not wanting to give her up I thought I’d swallow just one bit of her Take her in and make her stay But she had chosen differently Forcing me to reach into that wooden box for her And holding her one last time extending my arm out into open air fingers begrudgingly freeing dropping her from sky I let her go First published: Dual Coast

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Date: 3/17/2014 3:48:00 PM
ummm im tryna figure out what is the "her" good poem it makes you think
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Heather Browne
Date: 3/17/2014 3:56:00 PM
Good! Thank you for your response! I hope you enjoyed it!

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