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Winter Wind

It seems today is the first day of winter I turned my back away, thinking I would not feel the chill of your leaving Still, it blasts through me. Your…

Right Now

It seems I will never sleep again Or else sleep too deeply for the rest of time Today I hate Sundays because Sundays are a day of goodbyes My soul…

Happy Birthday

Today is your sixty-fifth birthday. Time for the government to start paying you back, ha-ha. I would have brought you a cake in the shape of enormous breasts, and joked…

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