more magnetic words
If we say yes, let me see...
how is it sweet?
Like chocolate?
Here, there, everywhere.
You are a slow, pink, long dog
Too rick to love, to take, every day.
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"The force that through the green fuse drives the flower, drives my green age; that blasts the roots of trees is my destroyer." -- Dylan Thomas
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