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Feb 2021
The little girl sits
with her braids flipping
on the wooden swing not
just swinging wildly yet
The greatest shame always was
she says
wisely
to let loose the infinite amount
of Love I carry in me
because

here you wait
you know this is
most essential
because they just wouldn't, for some reason, take it

Beat, goes your heart
and you let it connect
Me
Written by
Me  Here and Now
(Here and Now)   
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