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is it because all our limbs
dissolved in the rain?

is it because all our flowers
have bloomed and turned neon?
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who said the setting sun
was this bright?

who invited you to
lounge
weightless in my dreams?

woke up
with your taste in my mouth
and I was comfortable and confused
in the morning light
heartbroken and backwards
twisted in sweat