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Loves
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Monday
Monday
Rejection
Run late
Elections
It’s a Friday
Let's lie down
We’ll figure
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Firsts and lasts
Life is made of firsts and lasts.
Your first breath,
When your parents hold you close.
Your first steps,
When you can wander around alone.
Your first words,
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A Boy And His Fists
A boy is quick with anger
With charm, he uses force
On anything that breathes
Anything that has a pulse
But this boy is amazing
He's kind and uses words
His poetic touch, how he thinks too much,
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Fall Romantics
Little red leaves organize scattered on the ground in geometric patterns we fail to recognize
Except me, of course.
I love fall more that I love myself
"Don't murder the flow, the stream, the book, or the poet."
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