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She said
Proffering the gift.
A want maybe,
The baubles
Catching the Sun
The beads
Pressed.
Playthings...
Of your own choosing.
And the shrug
Up to you.
The whetstone
Sharpening the blade.
The wicker
Spread.
Traveller talk
Cant.
Nights, when
You could see
Orion's Belt.
Distant parts.
Distance though,
Would be no object
She said
Folding her stock.
A sharp eye
And you could
Hear the pin
Drop.
Frank Murphy.
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