I want the green
luminary
luminary
vegetation
like a soul
like a soul
come over
nimble quiet
like a small
nimble quiet
like a small
remembering
whose fullness
of tiny flowers
whose fullness
of tiny flowers
dint the landscape.
Remember the morning I came down and convinced Us we were dead? Being too early And too quiet to prove otherwise We believe it And a ...
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