After removing flowers
and songs and sweet breads,
I was left with my own warped reading
of the laws of attraction.
Afternoons were cold
but not empty
as I dove into an angled prism
full of many shades of silvery-grey.
After removing flowers
and songs and sweet breads,
I was left with my own warped reading
of the laws of attraction.
Afternoons were cold
but not empty
as I dove into an angled prism
full of many shades of silvery-grey.
The Word Rummager 
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