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Sweet appetite. Girlfriend calling. Breath appalling. Twilight reaches Waves on beaches. Turn down the pillow. Your bending willow Wants to break. Nature’s mistake. Why she weeps. Into river creeps, Hoping one will notice The water lotus, Born from sorrow. Always tomorrow, To make the difference. Just one more inference About being needy, For characters seedy And hardened over. A four leaf clover Waits for its’ wisher, Who’s heart, a fissure, Has carved its’ hope. Send down a rope, They’ll know you need it. Your fields are weeded. Search for your seedling. Just like a bee sting Makes you feel special. It’s warmth, a petal Across your heart’s threshold. 11/22/20
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