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Presence finds itself least expected, yet underscored Anywhen, somewhere, a bus rolls into aurora, at wee hours Though not on oceans That's the place where cargo ships do Together with airplanes, these larger escorting tempos and times, clock shifts Pulling sun along with them in motion intrinsic as sustenance Workday begins for some pre light Bakers and bus drivers know this best Two noble professions perhaps glamorized, perversely by this poet but not without recognition of their elemental indwelling of us all
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Apr 12, 2017
Apr 12, 2017 at 8:40 AM UTC
Bread And Butter Sun
Presence finds itself least expected, yet underscored Anywhen, somewhere, a bus rolls into aurora, at wee hours Though not on oceans That's the place where cargo ships do Together with airplanes, these larger escorting tempos and times, clock shifts Pulling sun along with them in motion intrinsic as sustenance Workday begins for some pre light Bakers and bus drivers know this best Two noble professions perhaps glamorized, perversely by this poet but not without recognition of their elemental indwelling of us all
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Apr 12, 2017
Apr 12, 2017 at 8:40 AM UTC
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