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Stars and Cogwheels

Poetry

Into my mind, cogs and stars and brain matter alike. Poems by me, Hannah B.

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Morning Glory

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by curlygurlhb

The smell of fresh coffee.
The smell of his hair.
The smell of clean sheets.
The smell of lake air.

The smell of cut wood.
The smell of past night.
The smell of hot eggs.
The smell of first light.

The smell of clear water.
The smell of the bait.
The smell of my sweater.
The smell of the wait.