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Aug 2021
Let's say
I'm aware of you
and the small distance
you will go today

did you have dinner
was it neatly done
and put away
cleared

did you wonder
what shall I do
with this quiet
that owns me

tonight again
and that I'll do
tomorrow
I think maybe

and cinnamon
for my toast
and almond butter
for my coffee

and you oh you
you are for my body
because it aches
literally for read
Written by
Dennis Willis  Oh
(Oh)   
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     Marsha Singh and Imran Islam
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