Such Quiet

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you think, what’s in it

for me?  (what do i

get)

the dogs mill about

in the frosted morning light

breakfast

they plead–

give us breakfast.

i am wily,

i am lost without this

(it’s simple

no scattering, but

rather a sweet reduction

down and

down and

down)

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