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Aug 2019
Dark to dawn
ink blue bleed.
Spilling sky
morning seed.
Greedily growing
a clockwork ****.
Smothering slumber
with stealthy speed.
Peasant The Poet
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Peasant The Poet
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   TheIdleOwl
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