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An Oddly Formal Statement
‘I’m sorry for everything I’ve done–’
Vivid pools of daylight splash over concrete steps.
I raise a hand toward a flawless expanse of sky –
fathomless and absolute. Summer rushes, taking me
away again.
‘and I hope to rectify it soon.’
Laughing, she throws a fistful of dry leaves upward.
© Robert Sibley 2002
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