Poem -
Chronic
Beautiful, hateful dinosaur;
How have I lived with you?
As the giraffe strains and stretches;
Her petals are closing too.
Oh, that relief from the sun;
Like raindrops fully formed.
Like black thunder you will come;
And destroy all that was born.
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Jennifer Truter.
Good write, Thanks for sharing
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WILLIAMSJI MAVELI