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May 2020
you swam sleepy by
in the sweaty spring air,
drunk on pollen
and nowhere-to-be.

a few speedy flutters
like sharing a secret,
you went on your way
to porches unseen.
Written by
Ryan Dement  34/I'm right here.
(34/I'm right here.)   
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