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When the earth fully opens Thick air free range loitering Shades of brown and grey ossilate in the corner of my eye The ceiling fan above my resting head Street lights fight the nights sky so we don't have to As we stay nested in , When everything opens In August
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Jul 7, 2020
Jul 7, 2020 at 10:05 PM UTC
In August
When the earth fully opens Thick air free range loitering Shades of brown and grey ossilate in the corner of my eye The ceiling fan above my resting head Street lights fight the nights sky so we don't have to As we stay nested in , When everything opens In August
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Jul 7, 2020
Jul 7, 2020 at 10:05 PM UTC
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