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                           wrote the poem
                           exhaled to settle
                           me down to sleep
                           pulled the quilt
                           mauve over me
                           but it hardly
                           adjusted all the
                           way down the
                           road to another
                           town under the

                           moon

 

 

 

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being & writing wormhole: somewhat // digesting
breathing wormhole: letter 080514
mauve wormhole: tag cloud poem IV – C
moon wormhole: wha’
poetry wormhole: prologue
roads wormhole: the retriever the daughter and the mother
sleep wormhole: … sshhh
travelling wormhole: travelling

 

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