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787
3.60
insanely rainly 
bright misting 
and gone 
socks vanish in boots
forests of insect after 
hear the roof       
and the overflow
let the jungle up 
more to fall 
here’s mosquito for chasing away 
all secret to a cloud
paths close in 
give up on the garden 
ants come inside
stay home 
lie down
give up on the sun          
socks vanish in boots
we could go that way 
one moment though
bright misting 
 
 
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