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Your Blooms Use Too Much Water

The lurch rush of a bus
when you haven't yet sat
 
Gutfall, guttural, gruff
upset
Vanilla over roads
though a will is moreso potent
 
Fragrance forms, roughspun fiber  
extracts exacted  
 
you exalt your airs
you bow to an empty,
a nothing  
 
The top note heart
in want of mind  
and maturation
Written by AtoMikbomb
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