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Plath In the Oven

WASH the moon ----> bring some soap between dirty words might have been born unlike fetus' now dead How about Boris Karloff: makeup for monster actor acting so funny i died crying life How fruit flies like bananas weeping finding out how my grandfather clock is so full of bugs - buzz me out she has many roses inside the sad mausoleum of i ate a candy bar called coochy cooh and had a beer oh hell holding a mug so cold she got chills holding it a freezer! a hug a smile a smug denial a bit pale a Plath in the oven can we ever recover? over drive like a smile. :: 03.24.2022 ::

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