two orange dragonflies who weave their spiraling dance in loops above the pond are dating three orange dragonflies that weave their spiraling dance in loops above the pond are a doomed threesome o
I dressed myself before I could tie my shoes found friends, tasted pain taught how to read and write studied hard, the world and myself more years, more courses on myself new pain, new confusion, grad
I’ll be withered, bent, an old tree living on sips of sap my apple smile, now the dead fruit hidden in fallen leaves my world will become a mini racetrack, a closed circuit of rusted bumper cars wit
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