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Apr 2020
sweet kisses
all over my tongue
fade perforce

but i will cherish
those fleeting moments
as if they were eternal

unknowing
when i may stop
eating cinnamon

but i'll take what i can get,
for now.

19.04.20
continuation of my poem, 'cinnamon', written and posted on 12.04.20

i suppose i am trying to live in the present.
i suppose i am trying to live.
efni
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