If only there was a vine
with leaves as footholds
to climb up to the very sun
and dim it's light a little bit,
would things in our universe
be any different?
Tuesday, December 12, 2017
Recycle
I thought you were a hoarder,
I love stories about little things.
Turns out you have none for me anymore.
Aren't you the best?
You are and you cannot deny it,
who else would ever think of me this much
and then toss aside?
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