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S-ad S-ong on Repeat

S-ad S-ong on Repeat

A distilling remark-

from her cognac lipsย 

has overtones of a Russian friendย 

singingย broshia, broshia.

i don't understand-

leaving me lost on 9th.ย 

she walks to a 8ย room green house-

the opposite direction of myย 

empty 2 bedroom on 10th.

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