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Mar 2021
liquor remained necessary,
yet again,
back to the incubators
bottled;
out
to undergo
their little normality.
Bud, proliferate, divide.
From every adult.
Progress.
I made this blackout poem late last night on an old science textbook, and can't remember making it, but thought there was something nice about that.
Written by
lucy-goosey  17/Cis/:)
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