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Apr 2020
I found a new set of lips!
they talk in a new strange set of ways,
much better than the last I think
at least for the first couple days

in a curious fashion
I lick till its sticky while
it holds its tongue
to hide its fragility

and the corners drop sudden
it has cast my type
my new set has discovered
for certain, I bite
Ariel Hill
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