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11/03/23 at 12:17PM
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Words a tumble,
start to flow,
spiraling downward,
someplace below.
Old fashioned words,
such as thee and thou,
falling slowly with,
what, where and how.
A mass of words,
piled layers high.
in my mind they
have reached the sky.
Words as warm,
like bees in the skies,
words a tumble
love moves and flies.
