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Dawn To Dusk
It was the thinking
That was driving me crazy,
Collaborating was work,
Poetry just happens,
Like your heart, your blood,
Your breath,
It beats, it flows,
It comes and goes,
Like falling in love
It just happens,
Fortunately Tina came by
Opened a portal and
I walked from Dawn to Dusk,
Found my soul
Regained my sanity.
Stephen Nesbitt ©
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