Friday, March 23, 2012
Mar. 23, 2012
The curse has come upon me, though I still unbelieve,
and greatly do I fear the time when I must take your leave.
It happened, all unknowing, all unknowable it seems
to think I never will see you again--perchance in dreams.
Somehow I am left here fractioned what I was before,
a woman old and weeping over the clothes that you last wore.
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