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Grace
Poems
Feb 21
palm reeders
I pick and choose
among the reeds,
which one will give me fistfuls
of sticky fur.
They stick onto
my palm, within the
lines of skin that
tell the future. I suppose
they know where I will be
better than me.
Written by
Grace
F/Voie Des Papillons
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