Love Poem: Balanced At Last
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Written by: Sand Blown

Balanced At Last

who knows when....
where or why....
what 'how'....

happens

whyever however....
wherever whenever....
whosever 'whatever'....

triggers

the need
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        tim hortons drive-through
              (my offset cafe')
      cassette tape dreams playing
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medium dark roast    : l
three sugar    : /
and one espresso shot please    : I
thanks....have a nice day    : )


stan sand