From Somewhere
In the snuggled down carpet
of love
we like to drink
each others
birthdays
hello camera
click
hey wanda
flick
me
squeeze me
a dollar
made of tooth paste
In the singles bar at
the cafe there was a
grown up version of Charlotte.
She had blonde hair, bleached
naturally from the sun, and
was basking on the tiles
in bliss, at the adventure
her mask was having
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