Edit of previous work.
Empty,
Completely out of words and thoughts to obliterate,
to share,
to want to be heard/seen by others.
Metamorphosis,
absorbing,
Everything,
Ever.
List of names fluctuates more than the shape of a tulip in early spring,
early morning,
grass wet, dew, they call it.
Winter was too fresh this time around,
reminds me to keep an eye on
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