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Sep 2019
the world is unjust
unready for you, little one.
just hold on
just one moment — wait,

don’t go yet. wait
for me, my legs are slower
than they used to be.
brittle, you know.
you and i are both

getting older.
wait —
don’t go yet. stay
just one moment.
i’m not ready.
Written by
Aramitz J Durant  19/Paris, 1630
(19/Paris, 1630)   
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