The whispers try
To shush themselves,
But whispers lie—
Flat on your back
On a gurney,
Busy dying,
You can’t trust them
Too much. You tell
Distant daughter,
Only daughter,
Of such whispers.
Her note wishes
Them such whispers
Back,and then adds
Extra whispers
About that? See?
Careful quoting,
Careful. We match.
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