once upon an alabaster
....turncoat of a day, every
step we took was sacred
I'll explain why:
it filled the exact shape of our foot
it was a foot carrying half of
....the weight of your best friend's eyes,
you know it. I understand
you've been running from the man
that goes by the name of Sandman.
Eagles, Hurricanes,
.....this is terrible. But when
they stop, it's as sweet as heaven
spreading its legs.
Don't repeat this.
....You can swim in it
like
....pudding with fingers.
And don't write home without
pulling on your face first.
You might catch it, you're allergic.
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