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Apr 2020
i know there is a good poem in me
i can feel her
she's underneath a stack ofย ย 
recipes and US weekly articles
underneath the lined shelves of
unopened emails and spam,
buried deep deep
under the information
stored on my various tabs,
and daily stress and responsibility
she is there
dancing with the pelicans over a crystalline bay
singing the song of a siren
her hands gliding over the wind
i know she's there
that saucy minx
come out and play with me already.
topacio
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topacio  F/Los Angeles
(F/Los Angeles)   
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