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S. Santorus

S. Santorus

Void

Was I given

a chance?

Did I miss

that which

I have aimed

for?

Was I too

self-absorbed?

Or is she?

Who is at

fault?

Her?

Me?

We?

Perhaps both,

and perhaps,

neither.

All I know

is that this pain

is different

from any other.

(2014)

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