He intonates the neighborhood’s
cacophony
choruses multitudes in imitation
the lightest of sainthoods
Everything good and harmless in the world
sits in the Mimosa tree
singing “Nobody knows I love you.”
He intonates the neighborhood’s
cacophony
choruses multitudes in imitation
the lightest of sainthoods
Everything good and harmless in the world
sits in the Mimosa tree
singing “Nobody knows I love you.”
words. hearts. secrets.
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