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The daylight has been saved rescued from winters gaze wrapped up, pinned in tin foil it crinkles and catches the kitchen window scent of yesterday left out on the amber sill we forgot about time folded it into gaps woke up an hour too late to catch the early bus but daylight has been saved dropped in the piggy bank squirrelled away and then tomorrow when we forget how to breathe we will pray for the winter and its scarves for its rosy cheeks and long nights with shorter evenings summer is too bright for us but daylight has been saved maybe if God was real it could tell us where we left time, why it matters and how to get it back
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Oct 4, 2017
Oct 4, 2017 at 7:22 AM UTC
Saving Daylight
The daylight has been saved rescued from winters gaze wrapped up, pinned in tin foil it crinkles and catches the kitchen window scent of yesterday left out on the amber sill we forgot about time folded it into gaps woke up an hour too late to catch the early bus but daylight has been saved dropped in the piggy bank squirrelled away and then tomorrow when we forget how to breathe we will pray for the winter and its scarves for its rosy cheeks and long nights with shorter evenings summer is too bright for us but daylight has been saved maybe if God was real it could tell us where we left time, why it matters and how to get it back
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Oct 4, 2017
Oct 4, 2017 at 7:22 AM UTC
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