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You'll Laugh if I Pretend

Autumn Williams · Poetry · November 2026
I carry your favorite book in my bag.
I thought I'd finally read it today.
Someone has wind chimes.
We can't see the houses behind the trees.
You walk a short distance from my spot.
The book is old.
You'll laugh if I pretend to fall asleep.
I wasn't tired until I closed my eyes.
I start to dream of yellowed pages.
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