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In the spring time I walk through the city Palms up Touching every flower I can And think myself a pollinator Inheriting the passing petrichor The sweetness of red mud And isn’t that enough? The bees momentary visit To the flower Asking her to grow Palms facing up
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Apr 18, 2024
Apr 18, 2024 at 10:05 AM UTC
Pollinator Season
In the spring time I walk through the city Palms up Touching every flower I can And think myself a pollinator Inheriting the passing petrichor The sweetness of red mud And isn’t that enough? The bees momentary visit To the flower Asking her to grow Palms facing up
melaniepaulos
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melaniepaulos
27/F/American
Apr 18, 2024
Apr 18, 2024 at 10:05 AM UTC
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