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Mar 2020
I plead for you
In the sound of the ocean
We make fun of our dreams
Until they are discovered
In tireless beauty
So much for the sun
And the way it carries your grace
The hours of grief
Have become too many to name
Now we deliver stones to the quarry
So many missing covers
And an excess of containers
There are too many ****** hands
To maintain your innocence
You say that everything
Must now change places
As I feed you lightning
You smile at me through blinking eyes
For with a single kiss goodnight
We have once again made
Peace with the thunder
So let's promise each other
To never again forget
Why we are free
Or exactly how we got here
Ganesha Michael Shapiro
30
   A-Anon, --- and Carlo C Gomez
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