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Josh Bright Oct 2017
An honesty perhaps created the bloom.
A fluorescent blossom

Who rescued this fever, golden?

Take this chrome key into your nature,
absorb it

Bury the fondness in your soiled heart plant                                                  
                                                                                                            
                                                                                                           With a flourishment, flowers through the stem
Hyacinth
a bruise touched lilac

The colour of you
                               With a hint of moss green

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