unwinding i'm reminding myself of other times unrhymed with these scenes but inbetween the same
changing the names and zip codes the inroads and outbound motors i know how this must look
cooked books and alabaster handmedowns the missing puzzles pieced like quilts built for tomorrow
let's have a look at that list and twist the ties to bind the vines toward sun and light and airywhere
seeming like infinite strands landing with gladhanded approaches to clapping adapting at once
bunches of fresh and ripe and truth colored green and the seeming's a pleasure anyway
stay open don't mention stay close don't drift off to just yet we've only just met this set piece
before it's time to go sit slow and honey the moments soon enough to be past
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