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Feb 2018
push my up
on out, foot first
after my body but my mind stays
behind
wrapped up in sweated luxury
lost without your body to cling to

used to this comfort
both easier and harder to start
our timings normalize
the awkward body movement of the first light
Written by
Peter Bonvoisin
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