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MEMORYBED
When I am away
From you
My form drifts
Into something
More familiar
And less precise
Compelling me to
Again place myself
In front of you
And chisel details
Into that lovely
Bed of memory
From you
My form drifts
Into something
More familiar
And less precise
Compelling me to
Again place myself
In front of you
And chisel details
Into that lovely
Bed of memory
Published 1st Dec 2021
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