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shooting star shaped bullet holes
dappled cross the sky at 2 a.m
patchwork memories unfold
telling the darkness who I am
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hidden discreetly for years in patchwork pleasantries
exposed while wearing dandelion yellow
developing my hopes and dreams
wringing the teardrops from my pillow
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kept neatly tucked away
in compartments listing cause
each one with something unique to say
silently kept, babushka dolls
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Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
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