Poem -
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I cry into call,
make belief thatΒ
you send me a
drop of your joy,
but then you cry
and I'm awake to
your standing of
that glory.
Be understanding.
Let me know
where you sit.
O holy one I want
to stickΒ
up a crow
and be unitedΒ
to your bek-con
call.
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Beautiful piece. Welcome to Cosmofunnel. Merry Christmas and a happy new year
XX Lisa