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Nocturne

Posted on Saturday, March 7th, 2020 by Will Cox
Over the squeaking hamster wheel,
I hear a faint drop
plop
Suddenly a rushing wave
of rain, all those dropped sheets.
Turn off the light. Let
sound blanket your bed.
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Will Cox
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