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Spit out the blood Sniff your snot dry Wash yourself in the greywater behind the jungle gym Try not to cry Silent son of Themis Lays cold on the floor Staring at his arms Red and raw His sides are bruised and ugly, Shades of blue purple and yellow, He asks his mom for blueberry custard She says no.
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Jun 7, 2022
Jun 7, 2022 at 5:56 AM UTC
Blueberry Custard
Spit out the blood Sniff your snot dry Wash yourself in the greywater behind the jungle gym Try not to cry Silent son of Themis Lays cold on the floor Staring at his arms Red and raw His sides are bruised and ugly, Shades of blue purple and yellow, He asks his mom for blueberry custard She says no.
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Jun 7, 2022
Jun 7, 2022 at 5:56 AM UTC
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