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School Years
It's slow growing on this slippery slope
Goose poops everywhere
Year after year
Silken subterranean heads
Ready now to be blown
But beneath the paper mache; bones
Shattered amongst the stones
And silken heads fuck me
Like a Moroccan bakery man
u/AfraidAnswer8325 — 5 days ago