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I.
As blue as astronomy, stars align
Themselves like a deli
At noon.
II.
I meant to wear the lullaby dress.
III.
I will begin to recycle &
Then some.
IV.
Your plastic heart burns
For her.
V.
How about we rock, paper, & scissor
Our way to the lakeside
& look out.
VI.
The air is untouched, like her "broken leg".
VII.
This is awesome. Each scene.
Passing along like stars.
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