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In final days in these streets,the green figs hang,bereft as unkissed breaststhe mailbox yawns with a vacant smileand will not speak of younothing to miss, dry lashesmy meta…
Melissa Coffey
Ann Marie Steele
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Beautiful start!
I write about love and loss, what I observe and experience — I write about hope. My writing has been described as resiliently defiant.
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