A Flimsy Dream
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My frail dream was you, the brink of mayhem.
I sprayed myself with a teasing mountain.
Your happy pleasure led you to show them.
My frail dream was you, the brink of mayhem.
Never foaming carpeting betrays them.
Super sleek in your artistic fountain.
My frail dream was you, the brink of mayhem.
I doused myself on a teasing mountain.
Written: February 24, 2023
Copyright © Sotto Poet | Year Posted 2023
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