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Rated: E · Poetry · Contest Entry · #1900564

Poem for poem a day contest

Distance

My father spent a lot of his marriage
Rearranging things in the garage.

After his funeral we had to confess,
To us in the house it felt no less

The tidied tools could never show
The father that we didn't know.




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