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She
moves quietly
amongst
the worn bodies
Picking
through foot stools
and
zimmer frames.
In
the day room the television
blasts
out to no one.
Everyone
stopped listening
weeks
ago.
She
sticks the address labels
she has just printed out
on to
shoes, suitcases and chairs.
They
all wait for the first move.
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