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Jul 2023
we are changing songs
sung by a moment
hopeful of being
shared

and there is another
rung of a moment
clamber upon
and hold

this is what
breathing
is for
courses

and blood charged
with oxygen
roar in my
head

i would slam
you to
the ground
Written by
Dennis Willis  Oh
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