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Mrs. Winebeck

Mrs Winebeck grows older
And staler.
Into dust, she rusts
And fades.
Mrs Winebeck stares
With quiet peace,
And the war
Inside her plagues.
Mrs Winebeck stands
On her two feet,
But denies the hunch
Her back secretes.
Mrs Winebeck remembers
And quickly forgets
The dying words
He never said.
Mrs Winebeck reads
And turns the page
With practiced patience
Acquired for her age.
Mrs Winebeck awaits
With little anticipation,
The life she's birthed
For preparation.
Mrs Winebeck smiles
A final smile
That collects the lines
That have run out of style.

And Mrs Winebeck dies
Inside her bed;
Unprepared, alone
Filled with words she
Never said.

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