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wrinkles

The ironing board is draped with calico… my eyes are heavy with sleep…. some days are just too full of wrinkles to be profound and deep.  

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Textbook 

I am the history of love, No pedigree needed…. A composition of all the purrs that came before, I arrived at your door, Ready to soften the edges of a harsh world.   

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