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sapphira and ananias

i will love you
until the day
that i die

and that day is
today, as i see
your feet poking

out from under
the white sheet
as they carry

you out the
front door, and
there as they

watched, my heart
broke in two
and i fell

to the floor,
the dust still fresh
with the smell

of you

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