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crooner

thirsty in the night
and cried, baby eyes
smiling at the moon

the stomps that char the circle
so dizzy, on footprints
of what monster

croon for you,
voice swallowed, and tired,
try to drown balloons
entire, in slippery eyes

but i know, in a hum
soon a black sand come
and dirt goes dancing
i seen, it speckles up
that nighttime sun

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