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Day: July 17, 2021

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Death
–Bill Knott

Going to sleep, I cross my hands on my chest.
They will place my hands like this.
It will look as though I am flying into myself.

Photo by Bruno Figueiredo on Unsplash

 

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  • Date July 17, 2021
  • Tags Bill Knott, every day is poetry, literature, poem, poems, poet, poetry, poetry reading, poets
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