Today I remember some sad girls,
poets and rebels, two different girls,
who each disappeared, for their own
sufficient, unknown reasons, long ago now —
but we were friends, soul sisters,
so I thought, so they said —
and I miss (I still miss
after so long) their unique light
in which broken shards of glass,
their shattered hearts, achieved such shining!
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