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bring me back, i've been waiting at
door knobs all my life, and
your brain has been humming
in a pool of cream all yours, take
your fingers out your ears and
let it drain stupid sweet milk, let it
wobble and work down your shoulders
like sound waves, until
we can get back to where
tangled trespassers are far away, where
the pennies don't bounce off the curb, where
the pastel children
are, with their
young
mint
intonations





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