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Mar 2020
I forgot how fumes worked
   Being enraptured to be
      Like the endless voice
         Above the clouded though
      How intoxicating you were
   In a dream that was solely mine
To me
You know? How daydreams work? Of course. You do.
Colm
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Colm
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