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finches circled
in the sunday paper
apple trees

a hundred dreams for later
i won’t leave you
so-so/beat up and low
and i’ve only canadian
in my aching wallet is empty
but my friends
say that i look full
breathing res the rest seems to rest for a while or two
hash out the ways
you could carry mindsets
that see you through

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