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12/9/16

I am the vine on the tree,

can you see my pretty flowers?

I am resplendent with them,

my cloying perfume chokes the air,

thick as marmalade,

sweeter than kisses.

My glossy, green-leather leaves,

are shiny and waxy in the sun.

My unseen tendrils grip tighter,

ever tighter, to anything,

to everything they can reach

as I strive inexorably

toward the light.

 

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