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in poetry •  7 years ago 

Did you call when it went missing?
Were there clues left at the scene?

The bed was still warm, the breeze from the window
blew smoke into the street.

I pictured you in Paris,
dancing on the Seine,
running around in a pair of blue jeans,
a suitcase in your hands.

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