The Bar
if the bar
was so much fun
they wouldn't need
to serve alcohol
and yet
if alcohol was
so much fun
we wouldn't need
bars
“I have lost my dewdrops!” Cries the flower to the morning sky that has just lost all its stars... All bleeding stops eventually. I am but a collection of particles, atoms that chose to suffer in unison.
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