COYOTE BLOOD
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Self in Sunlight
Hello.
It feels like a Sunday.
Doesn't it?
The weather is nice.
Bucket list things are happening.
I am trying.
Hell yeah.
Is this a positive poem?
I believe so.
Thankful for newness and air.
Happy to care.
And it's only Thursday.
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