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my chair continued to turn
even though I had left it
outside the window
new shoots appearing, what was
the point of notes on my desk
he showed me a corner creased photo of his daughter
I could see it in his eyes
the sun caught his crisis
he was going to steal the moon
Saturday 20th June 2020 8:49 am
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