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Sep 2021
It's late and
Too early,
You tell me and
Keep telling me.

At noon
We'll have to make
Dinner because
Breakfast
Next week wasn't canceled.

I'm tired,
We say and we're right,
We're right,

We've always been right,
You and I and everyone and no one and again,
Everyone.

It's just a matter of whose running the show
For no one

And everyone.
Written by
Mitchell
133
   Bogdan Dragos
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