how do i unthink
and undream and unlearn
all those little nuggets of life
that you shared with me
How do i wipe my memory clean
of the images of our unborn children
How do i not remember how brown your eyes look
in the afternoon sun
How do i unfeel
the rugged feel of your salty hair...
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