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Ablutions
The moon is full.
You wash your face.
You have been crying.
You walk in, slowly,
fully clothed.
I don’t like this.
I am helpless
as I wait
for the inevitable to happen.
I am a river.
There is nothing I can do,
but participate.
You submerge yourself fully.
A baptism, indeed.
All your sins, washed away.
What sins are those, I wonder,
that require this penance.
2015 November PAD Challenge, Day 15
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