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Leaetta May
Poems
Mar 2019
the grind
the week end far off
when I sit in sloth
in the meantime I grind
and fast forward the time
when my feet can be up
and slow down with a cup
of tisane like Poirot
at that time I'll know
the meaning of slow
in the meantime I grind
this joe so fine
dailylife tired libations tea coffee
Written by
Leaetta May
Oregon
(Oregon)
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