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Writer's pictureannie wheat

tea in hand

its after midnight, so where are you going

please tell me its in front of the moon

keeping the air soft, glowing

there is something we want

it has been keeping us, knowing

knowing our midnights and sunrises

and early morning yawns.

Stay away from midday,

but I'm yours for dawn.

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