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Jan 2019
Today
the sky tastes like
a tortilla.
A soggy wheat tortilla
that has sat
in the fridge
for days.
Slightly soggy
and old
with no flavor
or wonder.
This was really random, I know, but today our English teacher asked us what the sky tastes like. This was my answer.
Potahtto
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Potahtto  15/F/Lost
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   Perry
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