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i am a passenger free to roam on the east sides of redundancy and table manners flower markets thrive on dawn skies arranged as tourist spots the baker's fair selling eggshells cracked on cobblestone soup meatpies sold out too soon appleseeds scattered for birds i sweep them all up and see patterns grow on my skin let it not be said i did not try, i did not do for too soon the the heat covers the shade as well and not even the acacia can go without thirst fill my cup with honeydew milk and add bittergourd and salt i can let philistine warriors come from the backroads and enter the frontlines if only to join you
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Mar 18, 2016
Mar 18, 2016 at 12:25 AM UTC
morphology of heresy
i am a passenger free to roam on the east sides of redundancy and table manners flower markets thrive on dawn skies arranged as tourist spots the baker's fair selling eggshells cracked on cobblestone soup meatpies sold out too soon appleseeds scattered for birds i sweep them all up and see patterns grow on my skin let it not be said i did not try, i did not do for too soon the the heat covers the shade as well and not even the acacia can go without thirst fill my cup with honeydew milk and add bittergourd and salt i can let philistine warriors come from the backroads and enter the frontlines if only to join you
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Mar 18, 2016
Mar 18, 2016 at 12:25 AM UTC
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