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Apr 2021
I hold a very little box
with very little things
little thoughts
little clippings
of smaller things
I often fold myself up
and place myself in
waiting in my little box
there sitting
for a little time
for a little while
Iā€™m not asking for much
I sit with a little smile
nothing bigger than the box
nothing more than two
room for me
and a little of you
My Dear Poet
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My Dear Poet  M/Bottom of the Jar
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