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In Denial

I am supposed to be writing Poems for thank you cards, And memory jars, And collecting money For presents and food Before the party starts. But I find myself hesitant, Scribbling nonsense, peppering edges Of the sheet with tiny stars. Yet starting tomorrow It would seem more real And maybe dim this denying trance.

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