dinner.
the wine bottle is always
one glass short.
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gust of traffic wind
fluffs
the dead squirrel’s tail.
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let me be your moon
and you my stars. together
we’ll fill the night sky.
dinner.
the wine bottle is always
one glass short.
gust of traffic wind
fluffs
the dead squirrel’s tail.
let me be your moon
and you my stars. together
we’ll fill the night sky.