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Life is a flower I want to pluck its petals And taste the metal Heard the trees falling Glorious impurities You found your calling Cooling by degrees Don't know which viewpoint I see Yesterday's headlines... Sickness of the swine Fever of the fettered mind Fits me right to size Lazy summer days Give way to scorched Earth evenings Red bloom carriers Speak the golden words Catch the boomerang's return Old dogs never learn Dance the night away No refunding second thoughts Paper spades in play Terracotta fued Running low on rocket fuel Engines slow to cool Someday sometime soon Take a dip in glitter dust Shaking off the rust Prospective buyer Beware the hyperbole Circle back someday
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Aug 17, 2020
Aug 17, 2020 at 9:36 PM UTC
Maybe Someday (Haiku)
Life is a flower I want to pluck its petals And taste the metal Heard the trees falling Glorious impurities You found your calling Cooling by degrees Don't know which viewpoint I see Yesterday's headlines... Sickness of the swine Fever of the fettered mind Fits me right to size Lazy summer days Give way to scorched Earth evenings Red bloom carriers Speak the golden words Catch the boomerang's return Old dogs never learn Dance the night away No refunding second thoughts Paper spades in play Terracotta fued Running low on rocket fuel Engines slow to cool Someday sometime soon Take a dip in glitter dust Shaking off the rust Prospective buyer Beware the hyperbole Circle back someday
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39/M/Orlando, FL
Aug 17, 2020
Aug 17, 2020 at 9:36 PM UTC
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