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Monday, October 2, 2023

 And I am starting to think I am forgetting the age that I am

How small I am 
How much of a child I still find myself to be
I applied much meaning to that morning laying in bed with you
I can't recall the last time I laid with a lover and it didn't feel like the Earth was rotating just as it should
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