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The furniture store is closing, please use the neighbor's bathroom.

Feliz love will soap Cast away as if jigsaw's breath of fresh air Granted me a space or two. Fake it don't make it have it make it up As though love is a conquered bathroom. Washing faces of red plaid shirts With undressed jazz Lashes to lashes Sink in your hair Bathroom beats in my heart Ceramic quartet Hungover and tapped. Washing my hands Naked as a mannequin The eyes of a faceless Toothbrush.
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