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Jan 2021
A blessing in disguise
There’s enough salt in a salt shaker
To make it exactly twice
Excess carbon dioxide
In the air
Snow on my teeth
A phrase stood there
Frozen on the tip of my tongue
Kept it to myself
Nobody got it
No light
For the rest of the day
For it’s winter
Some more
Nightmares
Restless sleep
Then spring, summer,
Fall, winter...
And spring
(Back to life)
Written by
John McCove  wonderland
(wonderland)   
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