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a poem about a wiener and some pubes

Oh cute little thing I like your contour you look pretty funny when you're cold you get these lovely wrinkles especially in the middle region nearly dendritic more like the cracks in the earth and your satchel breathes on its own like a brain if it had lungs for itself but more like an amoebic celestial body squirming around in some primordial goop I think that's pretty cool you're a pink and brown mushroom emerging from a forest of black wiry moss concentrated around you and all growing in your direction almost lifting you up and out and then further away fading the way the water gets clearer above a sand bar and then a great convergence a crashing of two great waves against each other forming a wall of spindly tendrils before the whirlpool
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gigi-tiji
Panamanian
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Written by
gigi-tiji
Panamanian
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Oct 7, 2015
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