Emotion Dough

Emotions always rise

Marble Bag

I’m that guy you passed without making eye contact an afterthought farm,

Watch possibilities swarm on deck only to leave what a moment to perceive in waste,

Did you leave in haste, I rest my case, blank concealed face eating too fast missing taste causing social media delete itch how rich, is being poor more than most know or endure pure sounds drop I hip then hop cleaning with a thirsty mop that’s a bop tip scales curious scales rock still we proceed and this poetry writing fuels seeds surely I use cards dealt what a deal,

Just a smile, you don’t know me, repeat.

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