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Slice where you live like pie
--this piece of heaven,
you and your cream-filled sky.

Cappuccino sweet-talk,
every dream includes a bit of sleep-walk,
the taste of last summer
floats belly-up in your cup.
Ocean waves restless
Hidden longings for moonrise
Changing tides follow


Shell ✨🐚
A metaphor.
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