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Shakespeare's Monkeys

Infinite Monkeys. Infinite Typewriters.

More in Polly Wogs & Churlish Goofiness

without you

when i grow up
i wish to be
the memory
of a cloud

too forgotten by the sun
to rain
too lost by the moonlight
to be found

when i grow up
i wish to die
like the little crust
in your eye

comfortable, for a while
then brushed away
you, for a while
then crushed and gone

when i grow up

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