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Jun 2015
i stuck my finger in her clouds

she roared my hydration, said i was impatient

now i lick her leaves, bit of left over water beads

solar condensation, giggled saturation

i clasped her trunk, fingerprints sunk

                           *
*she says ive got her bark drunk
ohmyblossom
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