napowrimo day 7: fortuitous poem

I put your silver coin somewhere safe,
only to look in the same old space,
and lose it.

Gripped by a quiet guilty fear,
until it appeared,
to me,

in that special place,
where I went searching for you.

-Melissa Nielsen

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