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| I know it's beautiful outside so why isn't it beautiful within as I'm looking out this window through your portal, a mirror reflecting back on me...? let the honeybee eat cake, eh Marie? though, you probably didn't say it. thresh every dandelion and daring wildflower brightly infecting vision at the break of Spring, the first Saturday get your fat ass on the saddle of that oil-spitting, smoke-spewing red rider grating silent air-waves spray the remaining 'noxious' weed with your molecular destabilizing blasts, sparing perfect green from invaders, spare the colony of Arian blades from the shade of those pesky, multi-armed giants towering above, daring compare to, a lush carpet for tender bare feet so nimble, dare shadow dutiful tulips arriving, bordering on perfect, multi-colored symmetry of pretty maids in a row that somehow sprung up; despite the wayward pollen you so desperately avoid, need collected, inseminate these things that bring us outdoors. 5.16.20 meh. I will work on later. |
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