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Aug 2019
clouds fall and tumble into the sunset hues
they're flowers of the heavens picked by Sky just for Sun
and held by Mountains faded blue
strong with abstract limbs, in a fashion
I fix my posture and change position
to better burn my eyes with their passion
08/13/19
100th posted poem !
glass
Written by
glass  he/him
(he/him)   
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     annh, Em MacKenzie and SPT
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