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Pineapple

Pineapple octagons
beaming outward
from my palms
I am sitting on my lawn
while the nightly news
is on
sirens crying melodies
I am sipping on some tea
feeling like I'm on a screen
and someone else
is watching me
Written by beanbandit (Unfate the death shaman)
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