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i wait until my glass is full to overflowing and then only then can it spill over the edge pouring upon the page splashing the ink into words that i pretend is poetry.
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Feb 16, 2020
Feb 16, 2020 at 2:24 AM UTC
Only then..
i wait until my glass is full to overflowing and then only then can it spill over the edge pouring upon the page splashing the ink into words that i pretend is poetry.
it's wild and windy here i hope you are all keeping safe ***
littlebear
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Feb 16, 2020
Feb 16, 2020 at 2:24 AM UTC
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