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Aged a Day | A Poem by J. Ash Gamble

You haven’t aged a day,
she says when she sees me,
which is an utter lie, a gutter
lie, the worst kind of untruth,

but my old lips smile
and I think, I’ll take it
because maybe it means
love again.

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