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hayfevered

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i.
drunken bees dip and bow
through blueing twilight and past
solar-powered pseudo-suns
gilded flickering wings

ii.
toeing the sunset lines
stars lift borrowed light from
topaz-yellow honeycomb

iii.
may tastes like summer's first kiss
like pirouetting barefoot from
tar line to tar line to streetside curb
like bolting through the forest
heels kicking up and out as if they don't
touch the ground at all

may tastes like things might be okay

iv.
and after the rain falls, all that glitters is gold.

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holla holla get dolla

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