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Glorious sunrise rolled up in the sky...
Cicadas thrum,
their golden net a hammock for memories of summer...
Searing wood scent
eagerly fills the air...
My inguinal pain,
watching mating of moons...
Mother Earth, a gift so rare,
A place of beauty, beyond compare...
Fleeing from herself,
the teeny timepiece kitty...
When you walk at night,
Right by the street light...
Bleeding sonnets written in
Latin, a narwhal breaking...
how could they have known
that this family meal would...
Don't bury my pain
in your sad blinking eyes...
performing a jig
brought a wriggling worm out for...
We will watch the
sunset in cahoots and...