change
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elision 202021
some will fall forward
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rhythm of another kind
overnight rain is ~ thoroughly thrumming ~ without meter ~ or rhyme
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Sonnet VII – Still Walking
Today I wear the shoes I chose myself; Turns out that flight is only for a time.
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changing aunt jemima
sometimes changes / seem random / and without purpose. /. those are the hardest to make. Truly.





