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A Bike Ride to the DepotPleading for a purchased god / Romanticized for its ancien régime / Celiac, and yet I licked the whe
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Morning At the PointIt’s morning! Finally morning on the even ebb of eve. / The tides! The marina’s tides are thick like
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Noble NavyBubbles bound for breakers, / Sea salt snacky snakers, / Great gulp goldfish galleys, / Brown beard
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The World TurnsThe thrum of a city’s streets; the lifeblood of the foyer’s rack. / A simple lobby to most in passin
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Herbs & SpicesLike a cauldron of spice that’s been left to simmer, / The shifting dunes; of sand and all it’s gold
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Current EventsTulips tucked, / Prepared for breeze / Those April hours / The Wednesday wheeze / When all the polle
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PanicThe moment chin and chest are one / Angling to brace against one another / It curls your wrists as a
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