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It didn’t matter what the titles were, but that I read them It didn’t matter what the author said, but that I listened It didn’t matter that his verse trailed off, the pages yellow and torn It didn’t matter that the world forgot —what one man put to words (Bryn Mawr Pennsylvania: October, 2020)

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Book: Shattered Sighs