in all my love for that strange tree by the driveway--the one with the indented spine running down its center--i've displaced my love for the magnolia on the outskirts of those warm pale yellow kitchen walls. when it's dark outside, and no one's watching, it will bloom. i can feel it; the same throbbing and growing and beauty that clings to the
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And.. I have a present for you.
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