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Rusting Lock

I am not, cannot be Shiny child remembered, Child smarter, faster, sharper. I am what is left. Not dregs, not residue; More uneroded stone, Exposed core, A scrimshaw ego. Child is gone but lingers. I am lingering but gone. ///  … Continue reading

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