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The color of the cream As it is bled from the cows in my dream Also in red Unfurling, curling, bended, distended A color so bright It demands a white vase So tired at night Cannot lift its own face

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77jet

Published: Dec 3, 2020
LinesWords: 1240

Notes: dedicated specifically to the Peonies that make up the edge of the cemetery across the street from my house
Tags: #peonies #dreams #blood #cream

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