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Oct 2016
And tonight I am not gonna turn off the trickling of the faucet.
I am going to let its sound drive me to sleep.
I am going to ignore the carelessness of my act.
Just for this night, the faucet will cry for me.
Or maybe with me.
Kenēn
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Kenēn  Japan
(Japan)   
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   Doug Potter and DivineDao
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