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Description of a state of mind

The soft thrum of clean hair
on pillow threads
tolls my anthem of peaceful sleep

Mr.Stork flies in on a fan's breeze
and takes my worries behind the moon for safe keeping

The rising sun then melts them
off the night's blank clock
and my worries
drip faithfully back




to cupped hands



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