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May 2013
Fat caterpillars that come in all different sizes;
As big as a canyon and as small as a needle, but
Eat everything that drinks cold water and has
a respiration cycle;
No matter if you are a strong sturdy tree or a weak dreary house fern
Dying in the living room corner because
The sunlight doesn't reach your browning leaves .
It is never known when you will be swallowed
And have the tips of your arms see the sunshine for their last time.
But don't grow and exist in fear of giant
Sour yellow and grass green bodies eating you alive
Instead aim to live your life on the surface
Of the sun where you might burn before they get you
And let your roots drink from the soil before it's all gone;
Because caterpillars too
Just want to be beautiful
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uhhhhhhh  22/Non-binary/Ohio
(22/Non-binary/Ohio)   
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