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Aug 2014
Sometimes,
A tiny sliver of time
Wedged in between
The end of a work day
And the lethargic march
Into the routine of the evening.
Inhale.
Exhale.
Continue.
ottaross
Written by
ottaross  Ottawa
(Ottawa)   
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