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a glass bottom boat
in central park
the snowflakes all
have your smile
(their mother
of the ice)
stirred her drink
with a finger
and fell asleep
in the sun
Jul 24, 2013
Jul 24, 2013 at 10:07 PM UTC
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II
III
IIII
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IIIIIIIII
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a glass bottom boat
in central park
the snowflakes all
have your smile
(their mother
of the ice)
stirred her drink
with a finger
and fell asleep
in the sun
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