Numb Heart
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He sits under the maple
on the bench they used to share,
surveys the flames of autumn
but within he’s cold and bare.
She left home with secret beau,
and her name is now taboo.
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© 2nd September 2021
Copyright © Paul Callus | Year Posted 2021
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