To Whom It May Concern:

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The days are dry and brittle,
lacking in purpose.
Parchment Thin.
Raw around the edges.
In the evenings there are distractions;
filaments draped about old wounds.
Consumed at night,
a slow upside-down sort of life.
Then an endless night.


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