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Apr 2018
If you pull the stem
Off a honeysuckle you can
Eat the flower

Honeysuckle are either yellow
Or a bright red
There were soft yellows
Growing in the back yard

Those flowers infused our
Summer nights
Their beautifully sweet aroma
Filled our thoughts

Our summer nights were as delicate
As the moon that illuminated them

Sweet smiles covered our faces as
We pretended to be fine
While eating those
Soft yellow flowers.
The third in the collection.
Thicket of Thoughts
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Thicket of Thoughts  20/F/Where I'm Supposed To Be
(20/F/Where I'm Supposed To Be)   
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       Jesse stillwater and Skye Marshmallow
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