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Mar 2021
These Saturday mornings
are profound
crinkled sheets
and coffee speaks
in tongues
I wander
through words
and rhyme
syncopating time
and space
and the pace
of sound
my mind
navigates
the newfound
breath
as my pen’s
unkempt cursive
forgets
time
I descend
completely
into my
rhyme
Written by
Menagerie
133
   Bogdan Dragos
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