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Oct 6
You can’t shift or shake me
but you can wake me
with your eyes

You can’t mould or make me
but you can break me
with your eyes

You can’t tie or stake me
but you can take me
with your eyes.
My Dear Poet
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My Dear Poet  M/Bottom of the Jar
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