Three out of four
ceiling fans spin high
above the café floor. This corner
table doesn’t wobble—she’s free
to write hard or lean heavy
into daydreams long buried
in a cold vault.
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Night & Day Poems of Amy Nash 
not for the first time,
i am not sure i get all your message, or meaning, but there is something so beautiful in the way you lay out your self.
and your words.
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Always open to interpretation. Thank you for your kind words!
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