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Broken Doll

Arms hanging listless
discarded piece of porcelain
used
abused
left shattered on the bedroom floor

Tattered dress of calico
vague remnant of what was
what might have been
what can never be
Loved, once,
beneath a cool, June moon
Now, only a memory
in dust shrouded calico



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