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Vines jealously climb closed windows we open those around this minute break willow blow the wind on the reverse of luck you really thought I am going to die for the wrong fertilizer polluted earth soil water I recoil whatever that means Latin dictionary I ditch and climb like a matherf#cker grapes I eat with seeds and cut the speech to focus on reaching above yesterday's prison cell, I enjoy the foundations of lies and look up. to water tomorrow, dry is mouth like hell, but volcano is now my new play. Pizza Pompeii.
I cross legs for the extra crunch of a spreading fire luck day.