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Sep 2020
it's always this day--

good enough, to Now

allow the sun to trade

phases with the moon.

though if I-I told you

they were trading phases

that very day, would you

wake up confused?

while sound asleep?

rubbing clear that one more thing

left alone to find itself.

as matrimony is pronounced.
Onoma
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Onoma  NYC
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