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absence (for Vivian Meir) remember you? by your absence, a worn spot, well rubbed, on the decrepit park bench will not be polished any longer a hunched, disappearing shadow listening intently to the living rise and fall of a chill winter’s lake. snow, misses you there is no one to frame floating in your mind to where? it is a secret! you are gone and people recognize that fact because of the terrible weight of your absence.

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