Greed is a state of mine.
They never bloom
until they’re picked
and in the light of day
You only hope
they never smell
to just get tossed away
I see them grow
so young and fresh
with colors all so telling
Birth defects
sometimes show
up as bad misspellings.
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Blank stare: What your paper gives you when you run out of ink.
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Blank stare: What your paper gives you when you run out of ink.
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