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Date Added: January 26, 2018 19:01:13 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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Consensual drop. 
White bougainvilleas 
were falling 
on green eyes, 
as I climb the sun. 

Not a loss. 
The seeds will carry 
an image of a fallen 
hero on the hairy chest 
of a spilled sperm- 

into the rippled lake 
of a crowd chanting the enemy‚Äôs 
death. The heritage 
of corrupt state will bury 
the memorial of a honeycomb. 

Do you hear a meltdown 
of an ululating monk? 
A piercing trill comes from 
a scalp scooping the wardrobe 
of a dethroned king.
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