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Apr 2014
Mania is red ice cream
blurring my vision in sugary swirls
and decorating my stoic kitchen sink
in rainbow sprinkles
chocolate syrup
whip cream
because I can do anything
Until I'm left with the ache of empty bowls
and nothing but cold, cold
cold
Z
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