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LL Sep 2024
sleep came with a dream
heard a kid's laughter — wondered
was it mine, or my
LL Sep 2024
does it keep you up
at night — waiting for the when
in WHEN I GROW UP . . .
LL Sep 2024
I fall fast as if
a star from a dream, did you
see — the TRAIL of LIGHT
magnetic poetry
LL Sep 2024
owning a pencil
must come with a sharpener
or skills, and a blade
LL Sep 2024
remember, he who
turned the light on had to look
for it in the dark
LL Aug 2024
I always liked storms
so I chased after you, and
danced under your rain
LL Aug 2024
I'd like to take your
glasses off someday, and set
them on a table
then I'll lean forward, as slow
as
the way
                        you
             stir
                        your
             cup
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