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Oct 2021
I'll rule a planet
with no sonnet
high above,
on my white odonate.

Stunned to my feet
Am I really in that deep?
My eyes flicker
I see you whisper
what's here?
it's everywhere but here.

The stretch of skin
reaching for
the ends of your ears.

Smiles, ohh so
Lovely
Lovely
Fear is inaudible
and

Grief is but none
Yours Truly
is
truly
no one.
Simple
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   Autumn and chicken
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