Rooting For 8 To 5
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My sister
For years I hoped my feet grew roots;
My toes would find themselves deep earthy rock...
My sister wrapped herself around my tiny loneliness,
Offering a permanent shell no oyster could provide.
My sister, my pearl, this lost heart shines.
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January 4, 2017
For contest: Rooting for 8 to 5
Sponsor: Nette Onclaud
Copyright © Darren White | Year Posted 2017
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