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poetry by j matthew waters

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any given sunday


they say it’s in the air
I keep breathing everything in
sometimes to a fault

there’s plenty of space
it’s mostly knowing where to go
on any given sunday

I’ll tell you all my secrets
when the present time stands still
then you can tell me yours




october two thousand twenty
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