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coyote lullabies

reminiscing past moods

coyote lullabies 

sing me to slumber

chasing bottom of bottle

night after night

unaware of Self

maybe not Self caring

tornadic cells passing over

camper door 

never stays closed

humbled & grateful am i

living to find better ways 

giving much better days

Love lifting me




baccus bee june 23, 2019
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