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Aug 2020
In the morning before work
I sit on the floor and pretend
that it’s dirt. I look out the window
and pretend that it’s church.
That gods of the earth and sky
and space all did their research
in collaboration to be sure
that today is worth it.
Em Glass
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Em Glass  26/NY
(26/NY)   
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   Simpleton and b e mccomb
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