wait for something worthwhile. here comes something better. binge, chain. my fickle friend. a conversation with myself on the back porch. i kiss your forehead. this is goodnight. up and gone at dawn. back around by twilight. our eyes locked, docked, turning right to left like kaleidoscope glass. we're in a spring meadow. waking to the reassuring
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and...good morning.
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