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Jul 2015
Pale butter, creamy yellow
Dreamy spread of delight
Coat my taste buds in
A comfort so smooth as a frayed
Cotton-combed, sleep shirt
All right for sneaking rye bread
In the night
Live and let butter be a balm for the soul.
Mande Thul
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Mande Thul
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