Shelby Styf

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How many hours Drifted, when they Could have searched? How many days Faded when they Could have examined Probed, questioned, Ransacked the streets Turned inside out And within, and now We don’t have a Witness, nor footage All we have is an Empty hole in the Space where she Should occupy
Into the Forest and all the Way Through
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