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let’s not come out before it’s time
let’s leave the loaf to
let it rise
delight the city chaos
too
in streets of only
weather
a groundhog wouldn’t
why should you, should
we?
each season knows
which creatures when
the seven sleepers stayed
in bed
till they were through
with dreaming
let’s not come out too
soon
it’s not over till it’s
over
not over till
let’s not call names
we all can sing
and one day will
yes let’s not
just me and you
let’s not too soon
let’s make believe
it’s just us here
an idle idyll
please make mine
let’s make believe
we’re gone
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