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Sep 2014
Breathe sweet
tiger lilies,
let their aroma
cling to skin spots
like summer-
fruit you’ll soften,
and we’ll throw you
in the garden
to decompose.
A bitter-sweet image of decay
meekkeen
Written by
meekkeen  Wall, NJ
(Wall, NJ)   
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