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Baby we need to smile Waste time on good drifting Unfold our bodies November Sunday mornings While it rains cold Underneath the serenity Of a comforter. Shield ourselves from the importance of late afternoons Dream of garden-fresh nights; Sketched out collaged memories By Capilano river delta making love among the pines with fairies observing bug eyed and transform into a B flat
- Kelly Dukes
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