Caleb Mohamed

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Mon, 28 Oct 2024 | last modified Mon, 27 Oct 2025
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Working like a bee,
Yet finding pollen elsewhere,
Dusting textbooks, filling library air,
It starts a change of different kind,
Dripping like honey off the mind.

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Poems written on this day in years gone by:

I wish to enter time sleepful,
To warm up under covers kipped,
To do business at dream market stalls,
To nonsense talk from tired script,
And walk drempt streets forgetful.