as kid on the mountain
come whirling
winter plays proper
- ly
like winter in daisy white
duke gimmicks
draining these house pipes
it breaks my heart
those pictures
that corrupt the fluttering
town bird to altered
states
tools scattered
wave a habit
to march (i mean
parade) look for the tunnel
fall asleep
in a lap curious one day
the forehead shows it
to teach and learn the folk
this kind cracked
music
wave a habit <3
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