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A Tale of Existence.

I wish no more than to sit here

--just sit here awhile,

watch the weather change,

drink two cups of espresso;

just sit here for a bit

--look out from above the roof,

onto other rooftops,

and treetops,

and one-room flats;

just sit here awhile with you,

and, simply, exist.

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nicole-wheat
American
Published
Apr 25, 2013
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