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{Post: 22/365} ...oops day late :S

The Morning's Bananas

The morning dwells on the ocean's delight.
Alas!
A wanderer lingers in fermented bananas.
Ah, but a red rose dances to Eternity's water!

The sun calls forth well-deserved volcanoes.
And yea!
My love quivers in the sorrow of purple ecstasy.
Yea, the sorrow of purple ecstasy!

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