Waning Tune
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You unfurl high over my head
Nothing else stands to angst about
Unless on a drying rack shed
You unfurl high over my head
Has lasted since waning throughout
Joyful trumpet mouth double fed
You unfurl high over my head
Nothing else stands to angst about
Written: October 04, 2022
Copyright © Sotto Poet | Year Posted 2022
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