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May 2023
oh sweetums
i bless your comfort touch
the thought of heaven
recedes

i walk in my mind
dream of reality
legs wobbly i wobble
the snowy streets

please give me a moment
that we call our own
no need for future
just us and now
Mark Wanless
Written by
Mark Wanless  mpls, mn
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