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i can describe cotton candy
but i can't describe the grass, although i see it everyday
green, short, plain
another breech upon refrain
and tossed aside by the restless breeze
that tousles the hair of the boy i love
as ants, tiny ones i've never seen before
crawl between its tangles
under the woman on the hill
and the boy i love all the same
another breech upon refrain
another all but ordinary day



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