for whom i shopped for smiles
but, i've known no man of produce
that can fill this cart of guile
until i reach the top shelf
i'll negate your shiny aisle.
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a conglomeration of words collected by a nail biting scorpio.
a writer's importance
i don't know if i use commas correctly or words for that matter. but these ramblings come from a little book i made for my dad. still making.
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