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Morning

  • acpietrow
  • Jan 11, 2021
  • 1 min read

A fresh sock

Pulled over a cold foot

Elastic tight around my ankle

I wiggle my toes

In anticipation of the day


 
 
 

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- Anne Pietrow

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