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Pyjama Days

a serendipitous day and a half
when the big bang happened
everything called to being
from some singularity
barely anything wasted
except you and I 
on pyjama days 
when it’s sunny outside
you said you might get dressed
if it happened again
I’m afraid I believed you


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