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Dammit. Dammit. Dammit.
Retrospect is so...
racy
in suspense
strung up from
chimerical ceilings
& so cheeky...
caught in little elastic things
Prim trots upon
cobblestoned corners
cracks caulked in ice
Taxpayers
only approved concrete
But you
are a patsy for pretentious
particulars
Soy in that latte
(Right then I should've fled)
like a watery
show of coffee
could achieve
fucking anything
Bloodless cheeks
screamed
when confronted
that chilled spring
...should've been my
red-less
red light
Should've told me
everything
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