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Kyle Hanson Jun 2013
O how the scent smells
It smells like my mothers shampoo
It feels like heaven
Not like hell
O how I love brownies
I just want to kiss you Brownie
Kyle Hanson Jun 2013
I am not a rock
A rock is still
I’m always moving

I am not a moose
That attracts the bugs
I attract the fish

I am not yellow
Which is always happy
I am blue which is a combination
Of mad and happy

I am not a park
Where everything is social
I am a  garden that everyone checks once in a while

I am not a car that runs on gas
I run on sunlight

I am not happy or sad
But just in between


Kyle Hanson

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