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Grace: the refinement of a soul through time.

The bathtub was scrubbed
Windows too
But someone knocked the china dolls off the windowsill
Whitey won’t be happy
I said
I’m not happy
I thought
The things that make us crazy
Crying on the couch
May be the last thing we need
But the only thing we have

I was up
I was eating popcorn kernels
Trying to save the world
With words
I think you were crying
You would be had you’d been awake

I can kind of remember how it went
I was sitting in the shade of a tree
On cracked patio stones surrounded by dying grass from too little rain
Like a child on the hard ground
It was you
And this house
I hope
Cause a cat ran by
And I’d like a cat again

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