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Created on: February 21, 2009
CRACK
"I like the dark," she said.
"All of the red stains hide."
"where?"
Underneath perhaps?
Black bits of me-wide shards
Of barbed wire glass, edgeless.
And my mind runs, curious,
Into the crack of an open door
With bright light on the other side.
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