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it’s the beauty we hold
and carelessly wear around
what we’ll be missing more
I’ve been that route
bumps holes and crevices
known to me if you’ll let me
stop the nonsense and hold
dear what we have
Aug 10, 2016
Aug 10, 2016 at 11:37 AM UTC
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it’s the beauty we hold
and carelessly wear around
what we’ll be missing more
I’ve been that route
bumps holes and crevices
known to me if you’ll let me
stop the nonsense and hold
dear what we have
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This poem belongs to the bilingual collection of the California Notebooks 01
