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He Slammed the Door
He slammed his heavy door, right in gracious
friendships’ face?
She cried heavy tears, into a dainty handkerchief
of lovely, lilac lace.
The silver moon rose in the sky, she heard it whisper,
with a cloudy sigh:
“God did see that email, and your new, best friend
is nigh!!”
1/29/2024
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Panagiota Romios
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