It turns out I can’t/
give her the mild brick I brought./
It aged and turned sharp.
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It turns out I can’t/
give her the mild brick I brought./
It aged and turned sharp.
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Nearly dead, her aged/
arm hugged her husband. They played/
footsies. I crave that.
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Cyrano Writer: Musings of a Revolutionary Romantic Poet
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