Staring at coffee
Thoughts of you and dark ripples
Waking from this dream
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Two weeks and two days...
Change flies on wings and brings rest
What will I be next?
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"Now I'm warm" she said
Buttoned up in my big coat,
Will she remember?
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I'm sorry I failed
At teaching you third grade math
But I've loved you well
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