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Apr 2020
i think it's vile,
the way i've twisted and snaked
this priceless vine
through Life
i think it's priceless
the vine
bound looser than that--
watch me reach
watch defiance
now,
drink my failure

it blossoms still with my continuance
ofcourse/offcourse
allowing novel mutations
still solidifying my nature, still
distilling my love's
hot flame.
bennu
Written by
bennu  26/South Philadelphia
(26/South Philadelphia)   
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