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Augusts Now
It is August now
I sit at my dry desk
with a dry manuscript in my dry hand
wondering
if my words will have a life, a voice, in months to come.
Will they be read?
Or are they only good instead
for kindling?
I sit at my dry desk
with a dry manuscript in my dry hand
wondering
if my words will have a life, a voice, in months to come.
Will they be read?
Or are they only good instead
for kindling?
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