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Sadly she said some selfish shits.
So sorry, seriously.
She’ll see soon, someday, somewhere,
smoking shining stars.
Scared satisfaction’s scary.
She silently seeks sentences to say,
she sings song, sounding –
- so sensitive, so smooth,
sweet something’s securely smiling,
separation screams!
Silly, silly Serene.
Sun’s shining…
… secret sky safely sees…
She’ll smite, surrender surrealist soul side,
Scientist…
…Self-seeker!