a son
he buried secrets by the garden path, placing
drops of tears in a gentle sweep, shimmering
his humiliation into bleached soil, the very perfect
son
he buried secrets by the garden path, placing
drops of tears in a gentle sweep, shimmering
his humiliation into bleached soil, the very perfect
son
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