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She wanted her out, she just wanted to throw her out into the dark cold night.Why was she standing so close?The daughter could sense the mother's close proximity, she could feel the bottom edge of the newspaper scratching her skin through the silk blouse her mother had…
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This mother, she buys a one way ticket
whenever she visits her three daughters
who have wandered far from the eyes of
her pearlescent knitting needles and tutti-frutti yarns.
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