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Poem: Hard Copy 

Though inherent brushstrokes
carefully crafted a portrait
paying tribute to my father;
when I wake in the late afternoon
sloshing cold coffee in a broken mug
at a dining room table too small
for a two-person meal,
I have never looked more like my mother.

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