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The universe began to blossom
fed by thoughts full of passion.
Poetry’s the essence in cadence
of the midnight salute of stars.
In the culpable mind of someone,
the name of one who we’re thinking,
it’s replaced with the pronoun, s/he.
Inspired, their actions get wildly
and black is beautiful to cook it up
©ᵏᴼᵏᴼ ↭ un p’tit je ne sais quoi
The BossHoss

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