Mutterings
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nothings may be sweet, but they're nothings
mutterings
I see you in dreams,
those inconsequential things,
shaped in busy slumber.
I call to you - with
continual mutterings
- but do you listen?
Copyright © Anais Vionet | Year Posted 2020
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