You kept us up so late
Between bottles of tart, red wine
Poring over maps from the Middle Ages
That tell us nothing new
Except how little we knew then
You kept us up so late
Black mirror after lights out
Scrying minor fortunes
From a random pile of click-bait
You kept us up so late
We missed the nimble morning
And sunbeams bent through dewdrop prisms
You kept us up so late
The clocks have all stopped ticking
Jason Preu 
Wow, I really love this one. If you’re interested in printing it out on good paper, signing, and sending to me for a cost let me know. It is honestly that good.
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🙂 thanks for the kind words. i’ll see if i can do you one better than just printing it. i’ll reach out down the road for your contact details.
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Uber cool! 😀
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I haven’t forgotten ya! (I’m just kinda slow and what I have planned isn’t that quick to begin with. 🙂 )
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OK! I am finally ready. Sorry it took so long. I just followed you on Twitter – shoot me a DM and I will spill the beans to you.
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That’s happened to me a few times.
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