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by M. Rene' Apr 29, 2021 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
I always have a notebook and pen tucked into my back pocket because we all know by now that intangible pens don’t speak and the mute songbirds are always the prettiest we could encounter. Darling, there’s always a poem nestled in our bones and even coffee is not enough to free it from ourselves when morning is not even awake or alive enough to jog us into motion. -M. Rene' AKA SincerelyBlueJay Poetry 2021
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