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  • Sarah Van Arsdale
    • Apr 24, 2022
    • 1 min read

April 22, 2022

prompt: use repetition



It was a lost day

it was bright and bare

a flood of white tulips

flooding toward us

the grass so green

it hurt my green eyes

and through the park’s air

the aria from La Boheme

which seems spun from pure longing

longing spinning over the grass

longing spinning in my heart

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