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Apr 2015
I eat honey
Straight from the jar.
I try not to make you laugh,
In this moment.
If you did,
I'd hear it pealing through the trees for the rest of my life.
I look down the street
I've been standing on.
I see you and the setting sun.
I am not sure there's a difference.
"Last time we were young and stupid.
And we only had one bike."
Well, I say.
This time we have two.
I am extremely fond of summer.
Sydney Queen
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Sydney Queen
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