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| skinny |
love your apples, because they are yours. an infinite supply where you planted that tree. fills its babies with fruit. if someone comes and steals them, leave them be. they were sure to lay on the ground where insects feast. don't think too hard. little worms dance in the holes. cutting with teeth and dripping juice like a babies first puss. we didn't know sharp until we invinted knives. love your apples. cheeks red with bursting veins and warmflowingblood inside the womb of your head where birds rest. nest. sleep and dream. |
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| blather amazement society |
we didn't know sharp until we invented knives. nice. |
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