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Bubbled Wax

I once wrote poems all the time

I'd dream of lyrics that all rhymed

The mold built by splashing sap

Which grew and stretched in bubbled wax

And I'm riding into view

Together we're one, I am you

Flicka the lyrics - taste the truth

Because I still write poems too.

In fact, I write them all the time

Daydream lyrics dance with rhyme

The mold shapes itself on the sap

Which stood upright as hardened wax

Cuz, it's funny. Cuz it's honey.

Bra, it's silly - brazierre filly

Smile click'n - bacock chicken

Wave'n wonder - I'm inventing



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