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Swoon like a net swaying in the air,
Slip-sliding down a hole.
Knots in our hair, brush me harder.
Things I think I forget: top bunk spying down,
You're a pomegranate, you're sweet,
You race over fresh water.
Can I blot you out like ink on paper?
Will I always follow you around?
I catch the fly in my palm,
Cold starts to burn, dropping it down.
Can't learn, can't learn, I can't learn;
Clothes line suicide.

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