How to View a PoemA Chapter by Attentive_AmbienceLike you: Like me Perfectly Imperfect
Like grains of sugar
collapsing ~
Like Honey Poured Over Ice
Like
how you could
Peel the moon like an orange and
feed it to me, Eclipse the soundscape and deliver
it to my front door,
Order me a bouquet of butterflies
and toss them into the ocean All things are meaningless: All things have meaning.
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