that and was and all

"OK", she said.

Was that all?
I could learn nothing.

"So?" I queried.

Was all that
the most I could give?

"Go", I commanded.

That all was.
How could it have been?

"No", she warned.

That was all...
she died the next day.

"Oh", I lamented.

All that was
true, silent and cold.





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