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Jun 15
A baby being bathed in the kitchen sink
His soul is wasted
I feel like the nemesis
He becomes a part of the background
married to the foliage
Clinging to a semblance of security
And I can't sit here for forever (eternity,infinity)
Reflecting sharp green leaves
Palm trees illuminated by
drops of twisting Sun
Kaleidoscope lights spread across
insular rooms
Open the circle, close the circle, trade a blanket of tobacco
A December of remembering
living in a snowglobe
Chewing on gum until it looses flavor
Crimes of passion, if you trace the tail back it flickers zig-zag like from side to side
A rattle that burns the skin red
A cackling bonfire
You just visit on the weekend
Bows N' Arrows
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Bows N' Arrows  26/M/Santa Barbara, California
(26/M/Santa Barbara, California)   
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   Emmanuella
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