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Ego Sum

Spitting into the ocean
hoping it would rise
Wrapped in the flag of tomorrow's retreat
the past and its minions reprise
One more straw on the hay pile
not worth a tinker's damn
Wishing and hoping with my last breath
to free the words
- I am

(Dreamsleep: March, 2024)


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