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you wouldn't look me in the eyes,

it was as if your eyes held stories

that you did not want to narrate

and pain you did not want to

express and this time,

just this time I enunciated a

question,

the same question that has been

gnawing at me;

"who hurt you, Polly?"

-j.c.

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