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Jay Squires' SEPTUAGENARIAN JOURNEY

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Tag: Witness

WHEN THE WINDOW IS A MIRROR

Window man

I saw

        enough to grieve

 his fall;

        then drew the blinds,

             latched the door—

         and proved it is I

 who fell.

jaysquires poetry, WAKING JAY'S MUSE: (Poetry & Prose) 6 Comments September 26, 2017 1 Minute
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