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Supplanted
by Clara Mae GregorySupplanted love
abrades the hole,
widening sorrows
that kill the soul. 07/29/2009 Posted on 07/30/2009
Copyright © 2026 Clara Mae Gregory
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Glenn Currier on 08/01/09 at 10:23 PM There you go digging again. You gardener you. This time you drill through to a core of sadness all too familiar to our species. |
| Posted by Ashok Sharda on 08/03/09 at 03:47 AM Well, the purpose is to fill and not uproot. Simple but eloquent. |
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