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    Catalogued between a phantom limb
    And a love letter returned unopened
    I archived the art of vanishment
    One glove keeping its secret
    The exact pitch of a since-silenced laugh
    The way your shadow quit you first

    Numbers deleted themselves from phones
    Street signs rotated while I slept
    My childhood home now only exists
    In the negative space of Google Maps

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    Not gone but systematically
    Unremembered
    The way light abandons a room
    Corner by corner

    I became such a good archivist
    I filed away the filing system

    The last entry simply reads
    Whatever you're looking for
    It's in the next box over

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