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Mar 2020
My sleep abandoned me
when being Awake greeted me tightly
into the needs of my babies

Now my sleep wanders alone
like a hungry dog searching for food

So at nights I chase my sleep
with whatever I can find in the fridge
but my sleep runs away
as soon as my babies awake
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Everlasting
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         ---, shamamama, Pecan Pie, Chuck Kean, chris and 4 others
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