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I lost twenty pounds
and an earring shaped like a bee.
and, though it’s probably in a pocket somewhere
a key.
And, like us all,
as we live out our lives
and watch our loved ones begin to die,
the skill that used to let me deny
my own mortality.

#28 in 30 Poems for September, still writing about Lynn

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