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POETRY – Forty-Four

Forty-four. Dust on the floor. Stoke up the fire and lock the door. Bake your messages in a pie. Serve it up to passers by. © 2025 Juliette ProffittALL RIGHTS RESERVED.THE ABOVE POEM WAS WRITTEN BY AND REMAINS THE PROPERTY OF THE AUTHOR. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. THE AUTHOR GRANTS PERMISSION TO SHARE UNALTERED POSTS ONLY…