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Jan 2021
First morning of autumn
5:22
I can see my breath float away
But I still cannot see you

The days are circling in and out
Way too fast for me

First morning in your room
7:13
Well that was unexpected
But let’s make this a thing

Days keep circling in and out
Way too fast for me
Johnny Dust
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     Imran Islam, Sally A Lutz, --- and Khoisan
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