Eve

Because the coffee's light and the cream is sweet

I can manage to let this be

I can believe it is enough to feel 

And let the feelings face the hills

And when I falter climbing up 

My fingers slip in the dirt 

And between them crumbles tiny stones

And I inhale the bleeding earth

 

◄ Happy Birthday

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