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Dec 2020
After the rain, the birds sing.
The distant train whines and the chimes ring.
Letters fall off the page.
Spam goes into the cage.
Time passes slow, as the birds sing.

After the rush, the wind stills.
The playful cat leaps to the window sill.
Words spring to the mind.
Breath is not easy to find.
Time passes slow, as it rains still.
Written in 2018
Josie Stewart
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Josie Stewart  34/Trans Female/USA
(34/Trans Female/USA)   
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