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Shakespeare's Monkeys

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wait, are you saying the sun rises EVERY day?

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When in the day
light's dawning hour
seems like listerine

my eyeballs gargling
spitting out remorse
in salty little bits

my lips forming
a faucet to draw
a bath of oh

my God
the fresh scent
of new day

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