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Apr 2013
Though this box looks of Easter grass and painter's tape,
chamber's scent: lilac and hibiscus.
Fresh biscuits no longer.
My disk is stacked
over.
No, my risk is not Trouble
I can't dismiss
my need for it.
                                                             ­                                                         pump.
My 8-year-old cousin was over at my house for the weekend and decided she would make the perfect poet and wrote this in about 3 minutes... do I dare to post it? Yes.
Hshoo
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