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Even in the hold of a breath
You remember me
Where the absence controls the width and the depth, you remember me, and throw a sideways glare to remind yourself I am always there.
Even in the wail of the gale
You remember me
Where the spade dictates the force of the wave, I am not one to submit and behave, you remember me. So I remember you. I remember you even in the core of my worst reverie, where the silence proves louder than the first thing resembling, I remember you.
Kelly Curiel
Saturday
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