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Sep 2022
it is nothing, nothing
to sit here and talk to you.
to let your voice in, let it sink into my bones
and settle me into my chair
like an old centurion rock.
Breathing, it is easier than breathing,
the conversation flows freely
a tributary from yesterday
and the day before that
and the day before that.
Caosín
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Caosín  14/M/UK
(14/M/UK)   
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