short poem (Remove filter)
How much longer?
Still, as I'm placed gently, carefully, so I may not spill over,
Dial me up to medium to simmer the symposium that's eager,
Waiting patiently for my bubbles to burst, to stimulate my undying thirst.
Tuesday 12th November 2024 8:47 pm
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