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Detergent

in my wild ass dreams of roses
climbing a trellis to Heaven
on a carousel of golden apples
and teacups of God's love
with wings of a calliope
riding the North Star
to the land of Homily
bless me Father I need detergent
to cleansed me of my sins
adagio
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