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All you need to say
in seventeen syllables
wrapped up cunningly.
Me and my sister
aisle dancing in a thrift store
singing with R E M
Following my nose,
going where my feet lead me,
I embrace a world.
Mad with me this morning.
Time to build a bridge
and get over myself.
Bathing in the pond
a Jay scatters firework drops
against the sunset.
The slanting sun gilds
random leaves silver.  Will they
****** in the breeze?
Mad at me this morning.
Time to build a bridge and
get over myself.
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